Occupation: Author Birth: August 15, 1858 Death: May 4, 1924
There is a curtain, thin as gossamer, clear as glass, strong as iron, that hangs forever between the world of magic and the world that seems to us to….
When you are young so many things are difficult to believe, and yet the dullest people will tell you that they are true--such things, for instance, a….
It is a curious thing that people only ask if you are enjoying yourself when you aren't..
It is wonderful how quickly you get used to things, even the most astonishing..
It is curious that nearly all the great fortunes are made by turning beautiful things into ugly ones. Making beauty out of ugliness is very ill-paid ….
There is no bond like the bond of having read and liked the same books..
everything has an end, and you get to it if you only keep on..
Life will give you what you ask of here if only you ask long enough and plainly enough..
Time and space are only forms of thought..
This is why I shall not tell you in this story about all the days when nothing happened. You will not catch me saying, 'thus the sad days passed slow….
Then suddenly Jack was a changed boy. Something wonderful had happened to him, and it had made him different. It sometimes happened to people that th….
Don't you think it's rather nice to think that we're in a book that God's writing? If I were writing a book, I might make mistakes. But God knows how….
Ladylike is the beastliest word there is, I think. If a girl isn't a lady, it isn't worth while to be only like one, she'd better let it alone and be….
There are brown eyes in the world, after all, as well as blue, and one pair of brown that meant heaven to me as the blue had never done.
I'll plant and water, sow and weed, Till not an inch of earth shows brown, And take a vow of each small seed To grow to greenness and renown: And the….
It is not, Dear, because I am alone, For I am lonelier when the rest are near, But that my place against your heart has grown Too dear to dream of wh….
The ones as big as sheep were easier to avoid, because you could see them coming, but when they flew in at the window and curled up under your eiderd….
Also she had the power of silent sympathy. That sounds rather dull, I know, but it's not so dull as it sounds. It just means that a person is able to….
The chestnut's proud, and the lilac's pretty, The poplar's gentle and tall, But the plane tree's kind to the poor dull city - I love him best of all..
A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through..
Time is, as you are probably aware, merely a convenient fiction. There is no such thing as time..