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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.

Betty Smith

They learned no compassion from their own anguish. thus their suffering was wasted.
BETTY SMITH

Anguish Compassion Suffering
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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Air Neighborhood Nice Sunday Took
Well, there’s a little bit of man in every woman and a little bit of woman in every man.
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Littles Men Wells
I’ll not punish you for having an imagination.
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Imagination Person Punish
…the reading, the observing, the living from day to day. It was something that had been born into her and her only – the something different from anyone else in the two families.
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Living Observing Reading Something Soul Two
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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Believe Giving Monosyillable Settled
If you love someone, you’d rather suffer the pain alone to spare them.
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Pain Someone Suffering
She told Papa about it. He made her stick out her tongue and he felt her wrist. He shook his head sadly and said, “You have a bad case, a very bad case.” “Of what?” “Growing up.
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Grow Up Papa Tongue
Francie looked at her legs. They were long, slender, and exquisitely molded. She wore the sheerest of flawless silk stockings, and expensively made high-heeled pumps shod her beautifully arched feet.
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Beautiful Feet Long
Suffering is also good, it makes a person rich in charachter.
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Persons Rich Suffering
Mother, I am young. Mother, I am just eighteen. I am strong. I will work hard, Mother. But I do not want this child to grow up just to work hard.
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Children Mother Strong
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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Ask Catholic God Things Turned
Prairie was lovely and Shenandoah had a beautiful sound but you couldn’t fit those words into Brooklyn. Serene was the only word for it especially on a Saturday afternoon in summer.
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Afternoon Beautiful Lovely Saturday Summer
Having risen above his environment, he can forget it; or, he can rise above it and never forget it and keep compassion and understanding in his heart for those he has left behind him in the cruel upclimb.
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Behind Compassion Cruel Rise
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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Memories Song Thinking
No. I don’t want to need anybody. I want someone to need me … I want someone to need me.
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Anybody Needs Someone Want

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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