“The poor child felt like a little bird that is placed in a glittering cage.” — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
“Not long after, and while it was still twilight, the grandfather also went to bed, for he was up every morning at sunrise, and the sun came climbing up over the mountains at a very early hour during these summer months. The wind grew so tempestuous during the night, and blew in such gusts against the walls, that the hut… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share
“For mercy's sake, the child is crazy!" exclaimed Miss Rottenmeier, running up the stairs. In her hurry she had bumped into Sebastian,… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
Go now and wash yourself first, for the sun will laugh at you if he sees how dirty you are. — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
“Dont grieve any more, see I am coming up with you everyday now, and if there is anything the matter, you can come to… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
“Heidi began to read of the son when he was happily at home, and went out into the fields with his father's flocks, and… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
God arranges everything for us, so that we need have no more fear or trouble and may be quite sure that all things will… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
Oh, I wish that God had not given me what I prayed for! It was not so good as I thought. — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
God certainly knows of some happiness for us which He is going to bring out of the trouble, only we must have patience and not run away. And then all at once something happens and we see clearly ourselves that God has had some good thought in His mind all along; but because we cannot see things beforehand, and only… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share
“The poor child felt like a little bird that is placed in a glittering cage.” — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
We must never forget to pray, and to ask God to remember us when He is arranging things, so that we too may feel… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share Image
“Not long after, and while it was still twilight, the grandfather also went to bed, for he was up every morning at sunrise, and the sun came climbing up over the mountains at a very early hour during these summer months. The wind grew so tempestuous during the night, and blew in such gusts against the walls, that the hut… — Johanna Spyri Copy Share
