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

The stillness seemed to hold her and she paused to hear and feel it. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I saw with open eyes, Singing birds sweet, Sold in the shops, For the people to eat, Sold in the shops of, Stupidity Street. —
Ralph Hodgson

Dickon, and Dickon brought his tame animals, and, if you'll credit it, sir, out of doors he —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Heavy burdens fell away so easily when one is traveling. —
Barbara Hodgson

There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

My mother once said that having a small child is like having a permanently drunk houseguest. —
Moira Hodgson

Nothing in the world is so strong as a kind heart —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

to speak to her. He was interested in his roses (which, she heard afterward, were to be sent to town to an invalid friend), —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

We trifle with France and labour with Germany, we sentimentalize over Italy and ecstacise over Spain- but England we love. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I don't like it, papa," she said. "But then I dare say soldiers - even brave ones - don't really like going into battle. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Death is always sudden however long one waits. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I did not pray Him to lay bare
The mystery to me,
Enough the rose was Heaven to smell,
And His own face to see. —
Ralph Hodgson

Color of gold. I have short black hair and green eyes; —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Into a passion and beat and kicked her, she looked only —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

It's a lonely place. Sometimes it's the loneliest place in the world. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

And, suddenly, it came home to me that I was a little man in a little ship, in the midst of a very great sea. —
William Hope Hodgson

Two things cannot be in one place. Where you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle cannot grow. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I know what it is to be hungry, and it is very hard when one cannot even pretend it away. -Sara —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

The Magic in this garden has made me stand up and know I am going to live to be a man. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

It's what we do in our future, that decides how important our past truly was. —
Mona Hodgson

Secret garden that morning, and in the midst of —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

stories belong to everybody. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

When we're not looking seems to be the time when God finds the most delight in surprising us —
Mona Hodgson

-Books were once cherished belongings of people, that they weren't always just neglected and collecting dust. —
Barbara Hodgson

you are going to be sent home....
I 'm glad of it
but where's HOME ? —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

She was a sweet, pretty thing and he'd have walked the world over to get her a blade o' grass she wanted. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

South Park started as a little video Christmas card. —
Joel Hodgson

There was light born on the darkest day, but no-one wants to know, and no-one wants to Cry —
Roger Hodgson

One marvel of a day he had walked so far that when he returned the moon was high and full and all the world was purple shadow and silver. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Dickon says anything will understand if you're friends with it for sure, but you have to be friends for sure. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

They're a pair of young Satans. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

It made her think that it was curious how much nicer a person looked when he smiled. She had not thought of it before. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I'm lonely, she said. She had not known before that this was one of the things which made her feel sour and cross. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Victorian and touchingly respectable. "I have been crying," confessed Lady Agatha. "I was afraid so, Lady Agatha," said Emily. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

If you notice any of the press from when I was with the show, I would always deny it being the year 3000. —
Joel Hodgson

Two lads an' a little lass just lookin' on at th' springtime. I warrant it'd be better than doctor's stuff. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

A person who was clever ought to be clever enough not to be unjust or deliberately unkind to anyone. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

However many years she lived, Mary always felt that 'she should never forget that first morning when her garden began to grow'. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Whatever comes cannot alter one thing. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

It was so new and big and wonderful and such a heavenly color. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

She says it has nothing to do with what you look like, or what you have. It has only to do with what you think of and what you do. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

It's so easy that when you begin you can't stop. You just go on and on doing it always. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

As long as you have a garden you have a future and as long as you have a future you are alive. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Her affection for everything she could love increased. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting a scarlet fever germ get into your body. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Soldiers don't complain ... I am not going to do it; I will pretend this is part of a war. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Things happen to people by accident. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I'm not prepared to make any comments on the World Cup in Qatar in 1922. —
Roy Hodgson

There is naught a man or woman can not learn who hath the wit. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

The tea was so delicious that it was not necessary to pretend it was anything but tea. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Oh,Sara. It is like a story." "It is a story ... everything is a story. You are a story-I am a story. Miss Minchin is a story. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Thoughts - just mere thoughts - are as powerful as electric batteries - as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

That afternoon the whole world seemed to devote itself to being perfect and radiantly beautiful and kind to one boy. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

She liked books more than anything else, and was, in fact, always inventing stories of beautiful things and telling them to herself. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sense enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

She lay and listened to the quietness. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

So keep your chin up, boy, forget the pain. I know you'll make it, if you try again. There's no use in quitting, when the world is waiting for you. —
Roger Hodgson

...the history of all love is writ with one pen. —
William Hope Hodgson

I won't have dull people, she used to say, I'm dull myself. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Take a look at my girlfriend, she's the only one I got. Not much of a girl friend, never seem to get a lot. —
Roger Hodgson

Don't let us make it tidy," said Mary anxiously. "It wouldn't seem like a secret garden if it was tidy. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

It was a long corridor and it branched into other corridors and it led her up short flights of steps which mounted to others again. There —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Little Princess Little Lord —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

She would never tell him and he could stay in his room and never get any fresh air and die if he liked! —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Mistress Mary Quite Contrary —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Bullies are just men who don't know they are cowards, of course. —
Antonia Hodgson

dream - the real - real dream. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

The air was full of spices... A Little Princess —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Adversity tries people, and mine has tried you and proved how nice you are. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

Did anyone ever have a boring dream? —
Ralph Hodgson

If I go on talking and talking ... and telling you things about pretending, I shall bear it better. You don't forget, but you bear it better. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett

You said th' Magic was in my back. Th' doctor calls it rheumatics. —
Frances Hodgson Burnett