I Pretend I Am A Princess,so That

Whatever Comes," She Said, "cannot Alter One Thing. If I Am A Princess In Rags And Tatters, I Can Be A Princess Inside. It Would Be Easy To Be A Princess If I Were Dressed In Cloth Of Gold, But It Is A Great Deal More Of A Triumph To Be One All The Time When No One Knows It.

Might I," Quavered Mary, "might I Have A Bit Of Earth?

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

Never Did She Find Anything So Difficult As To Keep Herself From Losing Her Temper When She Was Suddenly Disturbed While Absorbed In A Book. People Who Are Fond Of Books Know The Feeling Of Irritation Which Sweeps Over Them At Such A Moment. The Temptation To Be Unreasonable And Snappish Is One Not Easy To Manage.

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?