Everything's A Story - You Are A

And The Secret Garden Bloomed And Bloomed And Every Morning Revealed New Miracles.

To Speak Robin To A Robin Is Like Speaking French To A Frenchman

She Looked Into The Staring Glass Eyes And Complacent Face, And Suddenly A Sort Of Heartbroken Rage Seized Her. She Lifted Her Little Savage Hand And Knocked Emily Off The Chair, Bursting Into A Passion Of Sobbing- Sara Who Never Cried.

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.

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.