The Little White Horse

by Elizabeth Goudge

‘People are always safe in their mother’s arms.’

All the children sighed and stirred, rustling like a flock of birds. Then they were quite still, and in the stillness Old Parson laid aside his fiddle and told the story.

But the room did not need them because of the books, which stood there upon the shelves breathing out a friendliness that seemed to furnish and ornament the room,

nothing worthwhile in this world is achieved without love and humility.

Wicked men do suffer from fatigue a good deal, for wickedness is a very fatiguing thing.’

It was best to see it first of all like this, at a far distance. All the best things are seen first of all at a far distance.

There’s nothing like protecting someone more frightened than one is oneself, she thought, to make one feel as brave as a lion

so brave is the moon, confronting so great a darkness with so small a face,