Maud Hart Lovelace famous quotes

Last updated: Sep 5, 2024

Good things come, but they're never perfect; are they? You have to twist them into something perfect.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Perfect #Twists #Good Things
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Summer #Sunshine #June
She tried to act as though it were nothing to go to the library alone. But her happiness betrayed her. Her smile could not be restrained, and it spread from her tightly pressed mouth, to her round cheeks, almost to the hair ribbons tied in perky bows over her ears.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Hair #Library #Ears
People were always saying to Margaret, 'Well, Julia sings and Betsy writes. Now what is little Margaret going to do?' Margaret would smile politely, for she was very polite, but privately she stormed to Betsy with flashing eyes, 'I'm not going to do anything. I want to just live. Can't people just live?
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Life #Eye #Writing
Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Book #Coats #Hats
In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Sunset #Silence #Three
I'm finished with something, but I'm not beginning anything. That's wrong. When you finish something, you ought always to begin something new.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Something New
Come in early, so there'll be time to pop corn,' Mrs. Ray said. If she mentioned popping corn, they always came in early. So she usually mentioned it.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Corn #Rays #Pops
The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Stars #Snow #Waste
Was life always like that? she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you wanted to be?
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Games #Found #Wanted
Betsy. The great war is on but I hope ours is over. Please come home. Joe.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#War #Home #Please
The most important part of religion isn't in any church. It's down in your own heart. Religion is in your thoughts, and in the way you act from day to day, in the way you treat other people. It's honesty, and unselfishness, and kindness. Especially kindness.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Honesty #Kindness #Heart
Do you girls have hope chests?' Lloyd asked. We certainly do.' I don't,' said Betsy. 'My husband and I are going to use paper plates and napkins.' Poor Joe!' Lucky Larry!
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Girl #Husband #Lucky
Then he kissed her. Betsy didn't believe in letting boys kiss you. She thought it was silly to be letting first this boy and then that one kiss you, when it didn't mean a thing. But it was wonderful when Joe Willard kissed her. And it did mean a thing.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Silly #Believe #Mean
She thought of the library, so shining white and new; the rows and rows of unread books; the bliss of unhurried sojourns there and of going out to a restaurant, alone, to eat.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Book #White #Shining
And yet, even as she spoke, she knew that she did not wish to come back. not to stay, not to live. She loved the little yellow cottage more than she loved any place on earth. but she was through with it except in her memories.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Memories #Yellow #Wish
When there are boys you have to worry about how you look, and whether they like you, and why they like another girl better, and whether they're going to ask you to something or other. It's a strain.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Girl #Boys #Worry
The silence in the room had width, height, depth, mass and substance.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Silence #Substance #Height
One strain could call up the quivering expectancy of Christmas Eve, childhood, joy and sadness, the lonely wonder of a star
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Lonely #Stars #Sadness
We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Spring #Flower
Isn't it mysterious to begin a new journal like this? I can run my fingers through the fresh clean pages but I cannot guess what the writing on them will be.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Running #Writing #Pages
You have two numbers in your age when you are ten. It's the beginning of growing up.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Growing Up #Two #Numbers
You might as well learn right now, you two, that the poorest guide you can have in life is what people will say.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Two #People #Might
I cannot remember back to a year in which I did not consider myself to be a writer, and the younger I was the bigger that capital 'W.
-- Maud Hart Lovelace

#Years #Remember #Bigger

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