At First People Refuse To Believe That

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.

Nothing In The World Is Quite As Adorably Lovely As A Robin When He Shows Off And They Are Nearly Always Doing It.

At That Moment A Very Good Thing Was Happening To Her. Four Good Things Had Happened To Her, In Fact, Since She Came To Misselthwaite Manor. She Had Felt As If She Had Understood A Robin And That He Had Understood Her; She Had Run In The Wind Until Her Blood Had Grown Warm; She Had Been Healthily Hungry For The First Time In Her Life; And She Had Found Out What It Was To Be Sorry For Someone.

If Nature Has Made You For A Giver, Your Hands Are Born Open, And So Is Your Heart; And Though There May Be Times When Your Hands Are Empty, Your Heart Is Always Full, And You Can Give Things Out Of That--warm Things, Kind Things, Sweet Things--help And Comfort And Laughter--and Sometimes Gay, Kind Laughter Is The Best Help Of All.

Perhaps There Is A Language Which Is Not Made Of Words And Everything In The World Understands It.