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| "Marilla says that a large family was raised in that old house long ago, and that it was a real pretty place, with a lovely garden and roses climbing all over it. It was full of little children and laughter and songs; and now it is empty, and nothing ever wanders through it but the wind. How lonely and sorrowful it must feel! Perhaps they all come back on moonlit nights. . .the ghosts of the little children of long ago and the roses and the songs. . .and for a little while the old house can dream it is young and joyous again." | Lucy Maud Montgomery | Anne Of Avonlea |  |
| . . . for it is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a child himself. | Charles Dickens | A Christmas Carol |  |
| These bitter sorrows of childhood! when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless. | George Eliot | The Mill on the Floss |  |
| We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it . . . | George Eliot | The Mill on the Floss |  |
| " . . . every time a child says, `I don't believe in fairies,' there is a fairy somewhere that falls down dead." | James M. Barrie | Peter Pan |  |
| "You see, Wendy, when the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies." | James M. Barrie | Peter Pan |  |
| "The twins no longer derive their sustenance from Nature's founts - in short," said Mr. Micawber, in one of his bursts of confidence, "they are weaned . . ." | Charles Dickens | David Copperfield |  |
| "My dear Watson, you as a medical man are continually gaining light as to the tendencies of a child by the study of the parents. Don't you see that the converse is equally valid. I have frequently gained my first real insight into the character of parents by studying their children." | Sir Arthur Conan Doyle | The Adventure of the Copper Beeches |  |
| It is familiarity with life that makes time speed quickly. When every day is a step in the unknown, as for children, the days are long with gathering of experience . . . | George Gissing | The Private Papers of Henry Ryecroft |  |
| My dear old doll! I was such a shy little thing that I seldom dared to open my lips, and never dared to open my heart, to anybody else. | Charles Dickens | Bleak House |  |