It's no use crying over spilt evils. It's better to mop them up laughing.

- Eleanor Farjeon

The events of childhood do not pass but repeat themselves like seasons of the year.

- Eleanor Farjeon

And he loved her, both for her fault and her redemption of it, more than he had ever thought that he could love her; for he had believed that in thei…

- Eleanor Farjeon

I will fight for you, yes, and you will fight for me. And if you have sacrificed joy and courage and beauty and wisdom for my sake, I will give them …

- Eleanor Farjeon

It always gives me a shiver when I see a cat seeing what I can't see.

- Eleanor Farjeon

Old sundial, you stand here for Time: For Love, the vine that round your base, Its tendrils twines, and dares to climb, And lay one flower-capped spr…

- Eleanor Farjeon

He bent his head and kissed her long and deeply, and in that kiss neither knew themselves, or even each other, but something beyond all consciousness…

- Eleanor Farjeon

It seems to me there are no rules, only instances; but perhaps that is because I learned no rules, and am only an instance myself.

- Eleanor Farjeon

All the ill that is in us comes from fear, and all the good from love.

- Eleanor Farjeon