I do love the beginning of the summer hols,’ said Julian. They always seem to stretch out ahead for ages and ages.’ ‘They go so nice and slowly at first,’ said Anne, his little sister. ‘Then they start to gallop.
ENID BLYTONThey lay on their heathery beds and listened to all the sounds of the night. They heard the little grunt of a hedgehog going by.
More Enid Blyton Quotes
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I think people make their own faces, as they grow.
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My work in books, films and talks lies almost wholly with children, and I have very little time to give to grown-ups.
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Well, we must be jolly old-fashioned then,’ said Bessie. ‘Because we not only believe in the Faraway Tree and love our funny friends there, but we go to see them too – and we visit the lands at the top of the Tree as well!
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I have written, probably, more books for children than any other writer, from story-books to plays, and can claim to know more about interesting children than most.
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Mothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
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Writing for children is an art in itself, and a most interesting one.
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A clown needn’t be the same out of the ring as he has to be when he’s in it. If you look at photographs of clowns when they’re just being ordinary men, they’ve got quite sad faces.
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The secret island had looked mysterious enough on the night they had seen it before – but now, swimming in the hot June haze, it seemed more enchanting than ever.
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There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.
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You’re trying to escape from your difficulties, and there never is any escape from difficulties, never. They have to be faced and fought.
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I’m good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.
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As they drew near to it, and saw the willow trees that bent over the water-edge and heard the sharp call of moorhens that scuttled off,
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Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
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Hatred is so much easier to win than love – and so much harder to get rid of.
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The children gazed in delight. Nothing but trees and birds and little wild animals. Oh, what a secret island, all for their very own, to live on and play on.
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