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  • Betty Smith Quote - Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’ Download This Image
  • Betty Smith Quote - Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’
  • Betty Smith Quote - Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’
  • Betty Smith Quote - Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’
  • Betty Smith Quote - Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’
  • Betty Smith Quote - Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’
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Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’

  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - 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. Download This Image

    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.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - Well, there’s a little bit of man in every woman and a little bit of woman in every man.

    Well, there’s a little bit of man in every woman and a little bit of woman in every man.

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  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - But this tree in the yard-this tree that men chopped down…this tree that they built a bonfire around, trying to burn up it’s stump-this tree lived! It lived! And nothing could destroy it.

    But this tree in the yard-this tree that men chopped down…this tree that they built a bonfire around, trying to burn up it’s stump-this tree lived! It lived! And nothing could destroy it.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn New York. Especially in the summer of 1912. Somber as a word was better. But it did not apply to Williamsburg Brooklyn.

    Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn New York. Especially in the summer of 1912. Somber as a word was better. But it did not apply to Williamsburg Brooklyn.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - She had had the pain; it had been like being boiled alive in scalding oil and not being able to die to get free of it

    She had had the pain; it had been like being boiled alive in scalding oil and not being able to die to get free of it

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - A child forgets a time of hunger but never forgets the aching want of other things. Download This Image

    A child forgets a time of hunger but never forgets the aching want of other things.

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  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - Look at everything as though you are seeing it for the first time.

    Look at everything as though you are seeing it for the first time.

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  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - She went out and took a last long look at the shabby little library. She knew she would never see it again.

    She went out and took a last long look at the shabby little library. She knew she would never see it again.

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  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - I came to a clear conclusion, and it is a universal one: To live, to struggle, to be in love with life–in love with all life holds, joyful or sorrowful–is fulfillment. The fullness of life is open to all of us.

    I came to a clear conclusion, and it is a universal one: To live, to struggle, to be in love with life–in love with all life holds, joyful or sorrowful–is fulfillment. The fullness of life is open to all of us.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - I hate all those flirty-birty games that women make up. Life’s too short. If you ever find a man you love, don’t waste time hanging your head and simpering. Go right up to him and say, ‘I love you. How about getting married?

    I hate all those flirty-birty games that women make up. Life’s too short. If you ever find a man you love, don’t waste time hanging your head and simpering. Go right up to him and say, ‘I love you. How about getting married?

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - 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.”

    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.”

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - 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. Download This Image

    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.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - Eyes changed after they looked at new things. If in the years to be she were to come back, her new eyes might make everything seem different from the way she saw it now. The way it was now was the way she wanted to remember it. Download This Image

    Eyes changed after they looked at new things. If in the years to be she were to come back, her new eyes might make everything seem different from the way she saw it now. The way it was now was the way she wanted to remember it.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - There had to be dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background it’s flashing glory.

    There had to be dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background it’s flashing glory.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned people didn’t adopt chemistry as a religion.

    Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned people didn’t adopt chemistry as a religion.

    BETTY SMITH
  • Share on Facebook Tweet this! Share on LinkedIn Share on Whatsapp Share on Telegram Betty Smith Quote - I’ll have a desk like this in my parlor and white walls and a clean green blotter every Saturday night and a row of shining yellow pencils always sharpened for writing and a golden-brown bowl with a flower or some leaves or berries always in it and books . . . books . . . books. . . .

    I’ll have a desk like this in my parlor and white walls and a clean green blotter every Saturday night and a row of shining yellow pencils always sharpened for writing and a golden-brown bowl with a flower or some leaves or berries always in it and books . . . books . . . books. . . .

    BETTY SMITH