She was made up of more, too. She was the books she read in the library. She was the flower in the brown bowl. Part of her life was made from the tre….

Books became her friends, and there was one for every mood..

And always, there was the magic of learning things..

It is a good thing to learn the truth one's self. To first believe with all your heart, and then not to believe, is good too. It fattens the emotions….

The world was hers for the reading..

She had become accustomed to being lonely. She was used to walking alone and to being considered 'different.' She did not suffer too much..

If you love someone, you'd rather suffer the pain alone to spare them..

'Dear God,' she prayed, 'let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.'.

I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won't fo….

Forgiveness is a gift of high value. Yet its cost is nothing..

It was a good thing that she got herself into this other school. It showed her that there were other worlds beside the world she had been born into a….

As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of candy, and all alone in the house….

There's a tree that grows in Brooklyn. Some people call it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to rea….

There's a tree that grows in Brooklyn. Some people call it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to rea….

You took a walk on a Sunday afternoon and came to a nice neighborhood, very refined. You saw a small one of these trees through the iron gate leading….

Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned pe….

She was surprised at how tiny it seemed now. She supposed the school was just as big as it had ever been only her eyes had grown used to looking at b….

Well' Francie decided, 'I guess the thing that is giving me this headache is life - and nothing else but'..

You won't die, Francie. You were born to lick this rotten life..

Someday you'll remember what I said and you'll thank me for it." Francie wished adults would stop telling her that. Already the load of thanks in the….

This could be a whole life," she thought. "You work eight hours a day covering wires to earn money to buy food and to pay for a place to sleep so tha….