Frances Hodgson Burnett

“ten to one”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“So are you,”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Oh, how she did love that queer, common boy!”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Whatever comes cannot alter one thing.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Mistress Mary Quite Contrary

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

death is always sudden however long one waits.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“They're a pair of young Satans.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

All women are princesses , it is our right.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Yorkshire word and means spoiled and”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Poor little thin, sallow, ugly Mary—she actually looked almost pretty for a moment.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

I pretend I am a princess,so that I can try and behave like one.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have his own way - or always to have it.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

You can lose a friend in springtime easier than any other season if you're too curious.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“But after a few days spent almost entirely out of doors she wakened”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“You said th' Magic was in my back. Th' doctor calls it rheumatics.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Everything's a story - You are a story -I am a story.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

There is naught a man or woman can not learn who hath the wit.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Their eyes met with a singular directness of gaze. Between them a spark passed which was not afterwards to be extinguished, though…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Perhaps to be able to learn things quickly isn't everything. To be kind is worth a great deal to other people...Lots of…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Neither do I -- to speak truth. But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

She did not care very much for other little girls, but if she had plenty of books she could console herself.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“It's true," she said. "Sometimes I do pretend I am a princess. I pretend I am a princess, so that I can…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Are you sure the child was left at a school in Paris? Are you sure it was Paris?” “My dear fellow,” broke…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Never thee stop believin' in th' Big Good Thing an' knowin' th' world's full of it - and call it what tha'…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

What you have to do with your mind, when your body is miserable, is to make it think of something else.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable-looking child ever…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“It sounded like something in a book and it did not make Mary feel cheerful. A house with a hundred rooms, nearly…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“If she had cried and sobbed and seemed frightened, Miss Minchin might almost have had more patience with her. She was a…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world," he said wisely one day, "but people don't know what it…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Whatever comes,” she said, “cannot alter one thing. If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Lottie was so delighted that she quite forgot her first shocked impression of the attic. In fact, when she was lifted down…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Sara!" she cried, aghast. "Mamma Sara!" She was aghast because the attic was so bare and ugly and seemed so far away…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

Things happen to people by accident.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

The air was full of spices... A Little Princess

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“stories belong to everybody.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“I'm growing fatter," said Mary,”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

... justice is mercy's highest self.

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

People never like me and I never like people

— Frances Hodgson Burnett