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Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world, but people don't know what it is like or how to make it.
Frances Hodgson Burnett
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Frances Hodgson Burnett
Age: 74 †
Born: 1849
Born: November 24
Died: 1924
Died: October 20
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Manchester
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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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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.
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If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.
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Perhaps to be able to learn things quickly isn't everything. To be kind is worth a great deal to other people...Lots of clever people have done harm and have been wicked.
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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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death is always sudden however long one waits.
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Everything's a story - You are a story -I am a story.
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Never did she find anything so difficult as to keep herself from losing her temper when she was suddenly disturbed while absorbed in a book. People who are fond of books know the feeling of irritation which sweeps over them at such a moment. The temptation to be unreasonable and snappish is one not easy to manage.
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The mug from the washstand was used as Becky's tea cup, and the tea was so delicious that it was not necessary to pretend that it was anything but tea.
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When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true too . . . she was as tyrannical and selfish a little pig as ever lived.
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One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever.
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Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world, he said wisely one day, but people don't know what it is like or how to make it. Perhaps the beginning is just to say nice things are going to happen until you make them happen. I am going to try and experiment.
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You either build up or you tear down. You either keep in the light where you can see, or you stand in the dark and fight everything that comes near you, because you can't see and you think it's an enemy.
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Her affection for everything she could love increased.
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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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And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
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It's so easy that when you begin you can't stop. You just go on and on doing it always.
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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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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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Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees.
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