But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em.

Never thee stop believin' in th' Big Good Thing an' knowin' th' world's full of it - and call it what tha' likes. Tha' wert singin' to it when I come into t' garden.

Folks who make such a fuss about their rights turn them into wrongs sometimes. -- (from Behind the White Brick)

If I go on talking and talking...and telling you things about pretending, I shall bear it better. You don't forget, but you bear it better.

Children's as good as 'rithmetic to set you findin' out things.

Listen to th' wind wutherin' round the house," she said. "You could bare stand up on the moor if you was out on it tonight." Mary did not know what "wutherin'" meant until she listened, and then she understood. It must mean that hollow shuddering sort of roar which rushed round and round the house, as if the giant no one could see were buffeting it and beating at the walls and windows to try to break in. But one knew he could not get in, and somehow it made one feel very safe and warm inside a room with a red coal fire.