A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that might have happened. Only you didn’t tell it like it was, you told it like you thought it should have been.
BETTY SMITHOh, I wish I was young again when everything seemed so wonderful!
More Betty Smith Quotes
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Books became her friends, and there was one for every mood.
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Bad quarrels come when two people are wrong. Worse quarrels come when two people are right.
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No. I don’t want to need anybody. I want someone to need me … I want someone to need me.
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It was the last time she’d see the river from that window. The last time of anything has the poignancy of death itself. This that I see now, she thought, to see no more this way.
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Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’
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I’ll not punish you for having an imagination.
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Of course, I didn’t ask to be born Catholic, no more than I asked to be born American. But I’m glad it turned out that I’m both these things.
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I get a heavy penance for something I couldn’t help doing. But good or bad, I am a Catholic and I’ll never be anything else.
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If you love someone, you’d rather suffer the pain alone to spare them.
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What must I do, mother, what must I do to make a different world for her? How do I start?” “The secret lies in the reading and the writing. You are able to read.
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It’s a beautiful religion and I wish I understood it more. No, I don’t want to understand it all. It’s beautiful because it’s always a mystery.
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There are very few bad people. There are just a lot of people that are unlucky.
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Francie was ten years old when she first found an outlet in writing. What she wrote was of little consequence.
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She must start out believing in things not of this world. Then when the world becomes too ugly for living in, the child can reach back and live in her imagination.
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She liked the combined smell of worn leather bindings, library past and freshly inked stamping pads better than she liked the smell of burning incense at high mass.
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