... Justice Is Mercy's Highest Self.

As Long As One Has A Garden, One Has A Future. As Long As One Has A Future, One Is Alive.

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.

She Did Not Care Very Much For Other Little Girls, But If She Had Plenty Of Books She Could Console Herself.

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

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?