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Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm

Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm is a classic American novel that explores themes of childhood, family, and self-discovery through the eyes of its protagonist, Rebecca. The story is set in the late 19th century and takes readers through Rebecca's journey from a carefree child to a young woman facing the challenges of adulthood. more

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Kate Douglas Wiggin
Kate Douglas Wiggin

Kate Douglas Wiggin, born on September 28, 1856, and died on August 24, 1923, was an American author best known for her children's literature, particularly her novel 'Little Women', which has become a classic in American culture. more

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“A man who suffers can lessen his anguish by knowing whence it comes. By thought he can locate it in a certain portion of his body which can be cured, or, if necessary, torn away. He fixes the bounds of it, and separates it from himself. A child has no such illusive resource. His first encounter with suffering is more tragic and more true. Like his own being, it seems infinite. He feels that it is seated in his bosom, housed in his heart, and is mistress of his flesh. And it is so. It will not leave his body until it has eaten it away.”

“Tell me what to wish for." Tell me what to ask the sea for." "To be happy. Happiness." "I don't think such a thing is had on Thisby. And if it is, I don't know how you would keep it." "You whisper to it. What it needs to hear. Isn't that what you said?" "That's what I said. What do I need to hear?" "That tomorrow we'll rule the Scorpio Races as king and queen of Skarmouth and I'll save the house and you'll have your stallion. Dove will eat golden oats for the rest of her days and you will terrorize the races each year and people will come from every island in the world to find out how it is you get horses to listen to you. The piebald will carry Mutt Malvern into the sea and Gabriel will decide to stay on the island. I will have a farm and you will bring me bread for dinner." "That's what I needed to hear.”

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