... justice is mercy's highest self.

we do not believe until we want a thing and feel that we shall die if 'tis not granted to us, and then we kneel and kneel and believe, because we must have someone to ask help from.

She wished she could talk as he did. His speech was so quick and easy. It sounded as if he liked her and was not the least afraid she would not like him, though he was only a common moor boy, in patched clothes and with a funny face and a rough, rusty-red head.

You can lose a friend in springtime easier than any other season if you're too curious.

I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags, even if they aren’t pretty, or smart, or young. They’re still princesses.

The Magic in this garden has made me stand up and know I am going to live to be a man.

She liked books more than anything else, and was, in fact, always inventing stories of beautiful things and telling them to herself.