I never listen to what people tell me and I can’t read. The only way I know what is right and wrong is the way I feel about things. If I feel bad, it’s wrong. If I feel good, it’s right.
BETTY SMITHIf you love someone, you’d rather suffer the pain alone to spare them.
More Betty Smith Quotes
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I can never give a ‘yes’ or a ‘no.’ I don’t believe everything in life can be settled by a monosyllable.
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She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. She was Katie’s secret, despairing weeping. She was the shame of her father stumbling home drunk. She was all of these things and of something more…
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And that’s where the whole trouble is. We’re too much alike to understand each other because we don’t even understand our own selves.
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You took a walk on a Sunday afternoon and came to a nice neighborhood, very refined. You saw a small one of these trees through the iron gate leading to someone’s yard and you knew that soon that section of Brooklyn would get to be a tenement district.
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Because the child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It is necessary that she believe.
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People always think that happiness is a faraway thing,” thought Francie, “something complicated and hard to get.
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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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The difference between rich and poor”, said Francie, “is that the poor do everything with thier own hands and the rich hire hands to do things.
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It’s come at last”, she thought, “the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache.
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Did you ever see so many pee-wee hats, Carl?” “They’re beanies.” “They call them pee-wees in Brooklyn.” “But I’m not in Brooklyn.” “But you’re still a Brooklynite.”
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We’ll leave now, so that this moment will remain a perfect memory…let it be our song and think of me every time you hear it.
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Oh, I wish I was young again when everything seemed so wonderful!
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Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.
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But she needs me more than she needs him and I guess being needed is almost as good as being loved. Maybe better.
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Well, there’s a little bit of man in every woman and a little bit of woman in every man.
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