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

One marvel of a day he had walked so far that when he returned the moon was high and full and all the world was purple shadow and silver.

I don't know who it is," she said; "but somebody cares for me a little. I have a friend.

She did not care very much for other little girls, but if she had plenty of books she could console herself.

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.

One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever.

As long as one has a garden, one has a future. As long as one has a future, one is alive.