I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed.

The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

Fancies are like shadows...you can't cage them, they're such wayward, dancing things.

I have a dream," he said slowly. "I persist in dreaming it, although it has often seemed to me that it could never come true. I dream of a home with a hearth-fire in it, a cat and dog, the footsteps of friends -- and YOU!

I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.

Cakes have such a terrible habit of turning out bad just when you especially want them to be good.

I've just been imagining that it was really me you wanted after all and that I was to stay here for ever and ever. It was a great comfort while it lasted. But the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop and that hurts.