Heidi (Heidi #1-2)

Because I would rather be with my grandfather on Alp than anywhere on earth.

But she had to go to bed first, and all night she slept soundly on her bed of hay, dreaming of nothing but of shining mountains with red roses all over them, among which happy little Snowflake went leaping in and out.

Dont grieve any more, see I am coming up with you everyday now, and if there is anything the matter, you can come to me.

Flowers are made to bloom in the sun and not to be shut up in an apron.

For mercy's sake, the child is crazy!" exclaimed Miss Rottenmeier, running up the stairs. In her hurry she had bumped into Sebastian, who was just then coming down. "Bring the unlucky child up!" she called to him, rubbing her head. "All right, many thanks," answered the butler, rubbing his head, too, for he had encountered something far harder than she had.

God arranges everything for us, so that we need have no more fear or trouble and may be quite sure that all things will come right in the end.

God certainly knows of some happiness for us which He is going to bring out of the trouble, only we must have patience and not run away. And then all at once something happens and we see clearly ourselves that God has had some good thought in His mind all along; but because we cannot see things beforehand, and only know how dreadfully miserable we are, we think it is always going to be so.

God is good to all of us. He knows what we need better than we do. And just because he thinks it is better not to give you what you want right now doesn't mean he isn't answering you. You shall have what you ask for but not until the right time comes.

God is good to all of us. He knows what we need better than we do. And just because he thinks it is better not to give you what you want right now doesn't mean he isn't answering you. You shall have what you ask for but not until the right time comes." - Grandmamma

Go now and wash yourself first, for the sun will laugh at you if he sees how dirty you are.

Heidi came running in, "Grandfather can the sun still laugh at me? she asked

Heidi loudly wailed, "Oh I want to go home. What the poor snowhopper will do without me? Grandmother is waiting for me everyday. Poor Thistlefinch gets blows if Peter gets no cheese, and I must see the sun again when he says good-night to the mountains. How the eagle would screech if he saw all the people here in Frankfurt.

If you have a sorrow that you cannot tell to anyone, you can go to our Father in Heaven.

...if you take big steps and climb with all your little might!

I'll always say my prayers...and if God doesn't answer them at once I shall know it's because He's planning something better for me.

I'm making the bed now, oh, do come up and bring a sheet grandfather, for every bed must have a sheet.

It was so lovely, Heidi stood with tears pouring down her cheeks, and thanked God for letting her come home to it again. She could find no words to express her feelings, but lingered until the light began to fade and then ran on.

I want to be able to run about like the goats do.

I want to go about like the light-footed goats.

Let's enjoy the beautiful things we can see, my dear, and not think about those we cannot.

No, but I feel as if a big stone is pressing me here.

Not long after, and while it was still twilight, the grandfather also went to bed, for he was up every morning at sunrise, and the sun came climbing up over the mountains at a very early hour during these summer months. The wind grew so tempestuous during the night, and blew in such gusts against the walls, that the hut trembled and the old beams groaned and creaked. It came howling and wailing down the chimney like voices of those in pain, and it raged with such fury among the old fir trees that here and there a branch was snapped and fell. In the middle of the night the old man got up. "The child will be frightened," he murmured half aloud. He mounted the ladder and went and stood by the child's bed.

Outside the moon was struggling with the dark, fast-driving clouds, which at one moment left it clear and shining, and the next swept over it, and all again was dark. Just now the moonlight was falling through the round window straight on to Heidi's bed. She lay under the heavy coverlid, her cheeks rosy with sleep, her head peacefully resting on her little round arm, and with a happy expression on her baby face as if dreaming of something pleasant. The old man stood looking down on the sleeping child until the moon again disappeared behind the clouds and he could see no more, then he went back to bed.

O how beautiful, look at the crimson snow! And up there on the rocks there are ever so many roses!

Saying good night to the mountains, the sun throws his most beautiful rays to them, that they may not forget him till the morning.

She is not fashioned for a life among strangers.

The happiest of all things is when an old friend comes and greets us as in former times; the heart is comforted with the assurance that some day everything that we have loved will be given back

The poor child felt like a little bird that is placed in a glittering cage.

We must never forget to pray, and to ask God to remember us when He is arranging things, so that we too may feel safe and have no anxiety about what is going to happen.

What on earth shall I do

You mustn't hurt him. Let him go