And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
Frances Hodgson BurnettRead
It's so different to be a sparrow. But nobody asked this rat if he wanted to be a rat when he was made. Nobody said, 'Wouldn't you rather be a sparrow?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the nature of existence and the acceptance of one's identity.
Frances Hodgson Burnett's quote highlights the intrinsic differences in life experiences and identities. It suggests that while some beings, like the sparrow, symbolize freedom and beauty, others, like the rat, may feel marginalized and may not have chosen their existence. This contemplation underscores the lack of agency over one's circumstances and invites reflection on the value of every life, regardless of its societal perception.
In practice
In a discussion about self-acceptance, one might say, 'It's so different to be a sparrow...'
And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
As long as you have a garden you have a future and as long as you have a future you are alive.
If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that--warm things, kind things, sweet things--help and comfort and laughter--and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all.
Somehow, something always happens just before things get to the very worst. It is as if Magic did it. If I could only just remember that always. The worse thing never quite comes.
At that moment a very good thing was happening to her. Four good things had happened to her, in fact, since she came to Misselthwaite Manor. She had felt as if she had understood a robin and that he had understood her; she had run in the wind until her blood had grown warm; she had been healthily hungry for the first time in her life; and she had found out what it was to be sorry for someone.
Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair. "No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.
Some providences, like Hebrew letters, must be read backwards.
Gods prefer simple, vicious games, where you Do Not Achieve Transcendence but Go Straight To Oblivion; a key to the understanding of all religion is that a god's idea of amusement is Snakes and Ladders with greased rungs.
Hunger knows no friend but its feeder.
Death is a graduation. When we're taught all the things we came to teach, learned all the things we came to learn, then we're allowed to graduate.
The Human Species could have been great but instead we became satisfied with lights on our tennis shoes.
The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
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