frances hodgson burnett Quotes

To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting a scarlet fever germ get into your body. If you let it stay there after it has got in, you may never get over it as long as you live.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Two things cannot be in one place. Where you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle cannot grow.
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have his own way - or always to have it.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden-in all the places.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
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.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
When a man looks at the stars, he grows calm and forgets small things. They answer his questions and show him that his earth is only one of the million worlds. Hold your soul still and look upward often, and you will understand their speech. Never forget the stars.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sense enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags, even if they aren't pretty, or smart, or young. They're still princesses.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
As long as you have a garden you have a future and as long as you have a future you are alive.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
a person who was clever ought to be clever enough not to be unjust or deliberately unkind to anyone.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Mistress Mary Quite Contrary
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
I pretend I am a princess,so that I can try and behave like one.
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
All women are princesses , it is our right.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
At first people refuse to believe that a strange new thing can be done, then they begin to hope it can be done, then they see it can be done-then it is done and all the world wonders why it was not done centuries ago.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
How it is that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it. Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even making a sound, to another soul.
tags: animals world language soul
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Only in dreams of springShall I ever see againThe flowering of my cherry trees.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
when the day comes that I kneel by your bedside and see your eyes close, or you kneel by mine, it must be that the one who waits behind shall know the parting is not all.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
we do not believe until we want a thing and feel that we shall die if 'tis not granted to us, and then we kneel and kneel and believe, because we must have someone to ask help from.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
There is naught a man or woman can not learn who hath the wit.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
... justice is mercy's highest self.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Imagine, if you can, what the rest of the evening was like. How they crouched by the fire which blazed and leaped and made much of itself in the little grate. How they removed the covers of the dishes, and found rich, hot savory soup, which was a meal in itself, and sandwiches and toast and muffins enough for both of them.
tags: fire imagine
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
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.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Her affection for everything she could love increased.
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
You can lose a friend in springtime easier than any other season if you're too curious.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
So long as I know what's expected of me, I can manage.
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Might I," quavered Mary, "might I have a bit of earth?
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
If Sara had been a boy and lived a few centuries ago, her father used to say, 'she would have gone about the country with her sword drawn, rescuing and defending everyone in distress. She always wants to fight when she sees people in trouble.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
death is always sudden however long one waits.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Perhaps you can feel if you can't hear," was her fancy. "Perhaps kind thoughts reach people somehow, even through windows and doors and walls. Perhaps you feel a little warm and comforted, and don't know why, when I am standing here in the cold and hoping you will get well and happy again.
tags: people thoughts
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
She liked books more than anything else, and was, in fact, always inventing stories of beautiful things and telling them to herself.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, merely to show off. Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off - and they are nearly always doing it.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Everything's a story - You are a story -I am a story.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
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.
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
She says it has nothing to do with what you look like, or what you have. It has only to do with what you think of and what you do.
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
Their eyes met with a singular directness of gaze. Between them a spark passed which was not afterwards to be extinguished, though neither of them knew the moment of its kindling...
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— Frances Hodgson Burnett
There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em.
tags: earth rain
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
What you have to do with your mind, when your body is miserable, is to make it think of something else.
tags: body mind
— Frances Hodgson Burnett
frances hodgson burnett
Birth    : November 24, 1849
Death  : October 29, 1924
Occupation  : Playwright

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