Top 250 Frances Hodgson Burnett Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “How does tha’ like thysel’?” she inquired, really quite as if she were curious to know.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

202. “It was really a very simple thing, after all, – it was only that he had lived near a kind and gentle heart, and had been taught to think kind thoughts always and to care for others. It is a very little thing, perhaps, but it is the best thing of all. He knew nothing of earls and castles; he was quite ignorant of all grand and splendid things; but he was always lovable because he was simple and loving. To be so is like being born a king.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

203. “Scientific people are always curious and I am going to be scientific.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

204. “You have the nicest eyes I ever saw.”

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205. “A lot of nice accidents have happened to me.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

206. “Don’t let us talk about dying; I don’t like it. Let us talk about living.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

207. “I was thinking,” she said. “Beg my pardon immediately,” said Miss Minchin. “I will beg your pardon for laughing, if it was rude,” said Sara; “but I won’t beg your pardon for thinking.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

208. “Just as that moment her torn heart swelled within her.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

209. “I don’t want you to give me anything,” said Sara. “I want your books- I want them!” And her eyes grew big and her chest heaved.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

210. “When I lie by myself and remember I begin to have pains everywhere and I think of things that make me begin to scream because I hate them so.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

211. “I am going to,” answered.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

212. “And Dickon helped him, and the Magic – or whatever it was – so gave him strength that when the sun did slip over the edge and end the strange lovely afternoon for them there he actually stood on his two feet – laughing.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

213. “You are inside my heart.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

214. “If there was time only for a few words, they were always friendly, merry words that put heart into one; and if there was time for more, then there was an installment of a story to be told, or some other thing one remembered afterward and sometimes lay awake in one’s bed in the attic to think over.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

215. “Fresh air won’t tire me,” said the young Rajah.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

216. “But Dickon did not feel the least shy or awkward. He had not felt embarrassed because the crow had not known his language and had only stared and had not spoken to him the first time they met. Creatures were always like that until they found out about you.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

217. “The fact was that the fresh wind from the moor had begun to blow the cobwebs out of her young brain and to waken her up a little.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

218. “It was so new and big and wonderful and such a heavenly color.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

219. “I Shall Live Forever – and Ever – and Ever!” –.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

220. “I dare say it’s because there’s such a lot o’ blacks there instead o’ respectable white people. When I heard you was.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

221. “You can’t help being a doll,” she said with a resigned sigh, “any more than Lavinia and Jessie can help not having any sense. We are not all made alike. Perhaps you do your sawdust best.” And she kissed her and shook her clothes straight, and put her back upon her chair.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

222. “It used to seem as if she had all the sky and the world to herself.”

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223. “One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

224. “It won’t be enough for either of us. But it will be better than nothing.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

225. “You see, if people knew that dolls could do things, they would make them work. So, perhaps, they have promised each other to keep it a secret.”

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226. “Shut in and morbid as his life had been, Colin had more imagination than she had and at least he had spent a good deal of time looking at wonderful books and pictures.”

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227. “And, somehow, Sara felt as if she understood her, though she said so little, and only stood still and looked and looked after her as she went out of the shop with the Indian gentleman, and they got into the carriage and drove away.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

228. “One of her favorite fancies was that on “the outside”, as she called it, thoughts were waiting for people to call them.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

229. “We trifle with France and labour with Germany, we sentimentalize over Italy and ecstacise over Spain- but England we love.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

230. “Mistress Mary got up from the log at once. She knew she felt contrary again, and obstinate, and she did not care at all. She was imperious and Indian, and at the same time hot and sorrowful.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

231. “That’s almost like telling lies,” she said. “And lies – well, you see, they are not only wicked – they’re VULGAR. Sometimes” – reflectively – “I’ve thought perhaps I might do something wicked – I might suddenly fly into a rage and kill Miss Minchin, you know, when she was ill-treating me – but I COULDN’T be vulgar.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

232. “She had no one to talk to; and when she was sent out on errands and walked through the streets, a forlorn little figure carrying a basket or a parcel, trying to hold her hat on when the wind was blowing, and feeling the water soak through her shoes when it was raining, she felt as if the crowds hurrying past her made her loneliness greater.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

233. “And, as to her papa, there is nothing so grand in being an Indian officer.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

234. “I am sure she comes out sometimes to see me – though I don’t see her.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

235. “And the sun fell warm upon his face like a hand with a lovely touch.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

236. “Lo considero un amigo, a veces sucede que se puede estimar a una persona aunque nunca se haya hablado con ella. Se las observa y se piensa en ellas, y se comparten sus preocupaciones.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

237. “You stop! I hate you! Everybody hates you! I wish everybody would run out of the house and let you scream yourself to death! You will scream yourself to death in a minute, and I wish you would!”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

238. “Somehow the sight of the dear little sixpence was good for both of them. It made them laugh a little, though they both had tears in their eyes.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

239. “So she began to feel a slight interest in Dickon, and as she had never before been interested in any one but herself, it was the dawning of a healthy sentiment. When.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

240. “And they put their arms round each other and kissed as if they would never let each other go.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

241. “I am my own law–and the law of some others.”

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242. “It really was a very strange feeling she had about Emily. It arose from her being so desolate. She did not like to own to herself that her only friend, her only companion, could feel and hear nothing. She wanted to believe, or to pretend to believe, that Emily understood and sympathized with her, that she heard her even though she did not speak in answer.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

243. “Dickon, and Dickon brought his tame animals, and, if you’ll credit it, sir, out of doors he.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

244. “She had not expected him to remember her at all and her hard little heart grew quite warm.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

245. “It sounds nicer than it seems in the book,” she would say. “I never cared about Mary, Queen of Scots, before, and I always hated the French Revolution, but you make it seem like a story.” “It is a story,” Sara would answer. “They are all stories. Everything is a story – everything in this world. You are a story – I am a story – Miss Minchin is a story. You can make a story out of anything.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

246. “She just flew at him like a little cat last night, and stamped her feet and ordered him to stop screaming, and somehow she startled him so that he actually did stop, and this afternoon – well just come up and see, sir. It’s past crediting.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

247. “But the earth is full of magic,” Amor said to the Ancient One, after the feast on the plain was over. “Most men know nothing of it and so comes misery. The first law of the earth’s magic is this one. If you fill your mind with a beautiful thought there will be no room in it for an ugly one.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

248. “The branches are quite gray and there’s not a single leaf anywhere,” Colin went on. “It’s quite dead, isn’t it?” “Aye,” admitted Dickon. “But them roses as has climbed all over it will near hide every bit o’ th’ dead wood when they’re full o’ leaves an’ flowers. It won’t look dead then. It’ll be th’ prettiest of all.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

249. “She is my mother,” said Colin complainingly. “I don’t see why she died. Sometimes I hate her for doing it.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

250. “And kissed her trembling honest mouth almost as if he had been a man – not quite – but almost.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett