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Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees.
Frances Hodgson Burnett
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Frances Hodgson Burnett
Age: 74 †
Born: 1849
Born: November 24
Died: 1924
Died: October 20
Dramaturge
Novelist
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Manchester
England
Frances Eliza Hodgson
Frances Eliza Hodgson Burnett
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If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.
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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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However many years she lived, Mary always felt that 'she should never forget that first morning when her garden began to grow'.
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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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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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Folks who make such a fuss about their rights turn them into wrongs sometimes. -- (from Behind the White Brick)
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Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen.
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Everything's a story - You are a story -I am a story.
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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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People never like me and I never like people, she thought. And I never can talk as the Crawford children could. They were always talking and laughing and making noises.
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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?
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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.
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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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She did not know that this was the best thing she could have done, and she did not know that, when she began to walk quickly or even run along the paths and down the avenue, she was stirring her slow blood and making herself stronger by fighting with the wind which swept down from the moor.
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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.
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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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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.
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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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Whatever comes cannot alter one thing.
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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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