Nothing In The World Is So Strong

Is The Spring Coming?" He Said. "what Is It Like?"... "it Is The Sun Shining On The Rain And The Rain Falling On The Sunshine.

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.

Soldiers Don't Complain...i Am Not Going To Do It; I Will Pretend This Is Part Of A War.

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

I Dare Say It Is Rather Hard To Be A Rat,” She Mused. “nobody Likes You. People Jump And Run Away And Scream Out: ‘oh, A Horrid Rat!’ I Shouldn’t Like People To Scream And Jump And Say: ‘oh, A Horrid Sara!’ The Moment They Saw Me, And Set Traps For Me, And Pretend They Were Dinner. 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?