It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds. They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily.
ENID BLYTONYou’re trying to escape from your difficulties, and there never is any escape from difficulties, never. They have to be faced and fought.
More Enid Blyton Quotes
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The little island seemed to float on the dark lake-waters. Trees grew on it, and a little hill rose in the middle of it. It was a mysterious island, lonely and beautiful.
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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.
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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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Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
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I don’t believe in things like that – fairies or brownies or magic or anything. It’s old-fashioned.’ ‘
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Oh, I wish I lived in a caravan!’ said Jimmy longingly. ‘How lovely it must be to live in a house that has wheels and can go away down the lanes and through the towns, and stand still in fields at night!
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All the children stood and gazed at it, loving it and longing to go to it. It looked so secret – almost magic.
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You are honest enough by nature to be able to see and judge your own self clearly – and that is a great thing.
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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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They saw the flicker of bats overhead. They smelt the drifting scent of honeysuckle, and the delicious smell of wild thyme crushed under their bodies. A reed-warbler sang a beautiful little song in the reeds below, and then another answered.
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Writing for children is an art in itself, and a most interesting one.
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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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Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
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If you can’t look after something in your care, you have no right to keep it.
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Elizabeth. Only the strongest people have the pluck to change their minds, and say so, if they see they have been wrong in their ideas.
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