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Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm by Kate Douglas Wiggin
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“The soul grows into lovely habits as easily as into ugly ones, and the moment a life begins to blossom into beautiful words and deeds, that moment a new standard of conduct is established, and your eager neighbors look to you for a continuous manifestation of the good cheer, the sympathy, the ready wit, the comradeship, or the inspiration, you once showed yourself capable of. Bear figs for a season or two, and the world outside the orchard is very unwilling you should bear thistles.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Miranda Sawyer had a heart, of course, but she had never used it for any other purpose than the pumping and circulating of blood.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“There are certain narrow, umimaginative, and autocratic old people who seem to call out the most mischievous and sometimes the worst traits in children.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World,
With the wonderful water round you curled,
And the wonderful grass upon your breast,
World, you are beautifully drest!”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Rebecca's eyes were like faith,—"the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." Under her delicately etched brows they glowed like two stars, their dancing lights half hidden in lustrous darkness. Their glance was eager and full of interest, yet never satisfied; their steadfast gaze was brilliant and mysterious, and had the effect of looking directly through the obvious to something beyond, in the object, in the landscape, in you. They had never been accounted for, Rebecca's eyes. The school teacher and the minister at Temperance had tried and failed; the young artist who came for the summer to sketch the red barn, the ruined mill, and the bridge ended by giving up all these local beauties and devoting herself to the face of a child,—a small, plain face illuminated by a pair of eyes carrying such messages, such suggestions, such hints of sleeping power and insight, that one never tired of looking into their shining depths, nor of fancying that what one saw there was the reflection of one's own thought.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“The brimming glass that overflows its own rim moistens the earth about it.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Why, mother!" cried Rebecca, clasping her knees with her hands; "why, mother, it's enough joy just to be here in the world on a day like this; to have the chance of seeing, feeling, doing, becoming! When you were seventeen, mother, wasn't it good just to be alive? You haven't forgotten?”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Minnie had spasms of bravery, when well surrounded by the machinery of law and order.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Rebecca's eyes were like faith,—"the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“for whether she knows anything or not, she looks as if she did, and whether she’s capable of filling an office or not, she looks as if she was.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“I don’t expect you to believe it, but I have another idea—that’s two in one day;”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“The girl's eyes were soft and tender and the heart within her stretched a little and grew; grew in sweetness and intuition and depth of feeling. It had looked into another heart, felt it beat, and heard it sigh; and that is how all hearts grow.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“I’d never go back—I might be frightened, but I’d be ashamed to run.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm
“Not all at once can the soul talk with God, be He ever so near.”
Kate Douglas Wiggin, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm