1.
Most of all the other beautiful things in life come by twos and threes, by dozens and hundreds. Plenty of roses, stars, sunsets, rainbows, brothers, and sisters, aunts and cousins, but only one mother in the whole world.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
2.
Every child born into the world is a new thought of God, an ever-fresh and radiant possibility.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
3.
Maternal love, like an orange tree, buds and blossoms and bears at once. When a woman puts her finger for the first time into the tiny hand of her baby and feels that helpless clutch which tightens her very heartstrings, she is born again with her newborn child.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
4.
There is a kind of magicness about going far away and then coming back all changed.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
5.
Never miss a joy in this world of trouble-that's my theory!....
Happiness, like mercy,is twice blest: it blesses those most
intimately associated with it and it blesses all those who see
it, hear it, touch it or breathe the same atmosphere.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
6.
If I haven't anything to write, I am just as anxious to 'take my pen in hand' as though I had a message to deliver, a cause to plead, or a problem to unfold. Nothing but writing rests me; only then do I seem completely myself!
Kate Douglas Wiggin
7.
There is nothing so debilitating to a naturally weak sense of humor as selling tickets behind a grating.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
8.
It was not long after sunrise, and Stephen Waterman, fresh from his dip in the river, had scrambled up the hillside from the hut in the alder-bushes where he had made his morning toilet.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
9.
To make my diary a little different I am going to call it a Thought Book ... I have thoughts that I never can use unlesss I write them down, for Aunt Miranda always says, Keep your thoughts to yourself.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
10.
Please drop a note to the clerk of the weather, and have a good, rousing snow-storm -- say on the twenty-second. None of your meek, gentle, nonsensical, shilly-shallying snow-storms; not the sort where the flakes float lazily down from the sky as if they didn't care whether they ever got here or not, and then melt away as soon as they touch the earth, but a regular business-like whizzing, whirring, blurring, cutting snow-storm, warranted to freeze and stay on!
Kate Douglas Wiggin
11.
If you make children happy now, you will make them happy twenty years hence by the memory of it.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
12.
Some folks mistakes all they see for all there is.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
13.
Why is it that the people with whom one loves to be silent are also the very ones with whom one loves to talk?
Kate Douglas Wiggin
14.
There are some who possess the magic touch, the infectious spirit of enthusiasm; who have the same effect as a beautiful morning that never reaches noon. Under this spell one's mind is braced, one's spirit recreated; one is ready for any adventure, even if it only be the doing of the next distasteful task light-heartedly.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
15.
Lord, I do not ask that Thou shouldst give me wealth; only show me where it is, and I will attend to the rest.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
16.
Father doesn't think very sudden, but he thinks awful strong.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
17.
Bear figs for a season or two, and the world outside the orchard is very unwilling you should bear thistles.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
18.
the habit of generalizing from one particular, that mainstay of the cheap and obvious essayist, has rooted many fictions in the public eye. Nothing, for example can blot from my memory the profound, searching, and exhaustive analysis of a great nation which I learned in my small geography when I was a child, namely, 'The French are a gay and polite people fond of dancing and light wines.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
19.
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
20.
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
21.
A real Christmas baby was not to be lightly named.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
22.
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
23.
One cannot see callers, answer the telephone, go to luncheons or dinners, visit the dentist or shoemaker, address charitable organizations in or from a bed; therefore a bed, in my experience, is simply bristling with ideas.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
24.
To let blessed babies go dangling and dawdling without names, for months and months, was enough to ruin them for life.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
25.
you can never prove God; you can only find Him!
Kate Douglas Wiggin
26.
It is very funny, but you do not always have to see people to love them. Just think about it, and see if it isn't so.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
27.
When, all at once, you find you have something precious you only dimly suspected was to be yours, you almost wish it hadn't come so soon.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
28.
Pictures made in childhood are painted in bright hues.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
29.
The world is always a new plaything to children, while to the old it seems falling to pieces from sheer dryness. Everything loses its value with time, but it is not the fault of the fruit, but of the mouth and the tongue.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
30.
You may have noted the fact that it is a person's virtues as often as his vices that make him difficult to live with.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
31.
The old stage coach was rumbling along the dusty road that runs from Maplewood to Riverboro. The day was as warm as midsummer, though it was only the middle of May, and Mr. Jeremiah Cobb was favoring the horses as much as possible, yet never losing sight of the fact that he carried the mail. The hills were many, and the reins lay loosely in his hands as he lolled back in his seat and extended one foot and leg luxuriously over the dashboard. His brimmed hat of worn felt was well pulled over his eyes, and revolved a quid of tobacco in his left cheek.
Kate Douglas Wiggin