I have seen so many extraordinary things, nothing seems extraordinary any more

I should like the whole race of nurses to be abolished: children should be with their mother as much as possible, in my opinion.

Come, my child," I said, trying to lead her away. "Wish good-bye to the poor hare, and come and look for blackberries." "Good-bye, poor hare!" Sylvie obediently repeated, looking over her shoulder at it as we turned away. And then, all in a moment, her self-command gave way. Pulling her hand out of mine, she ran back to where the dead hare was lying, and flung herself down at its side in such an agony of grief as I could hardly have believed possible in so young a child. "Oh, my darling, my darling!" she moaned, over and over again. "And God meant your life to be so beautiful!

She tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.

I never thought of that before! It's my opinion that you never think at all.

It takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!

A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!