But she needs me more than she needs him and I guess being needed is almost as good as being loved. Maybe better.
BETTY SMITHIntolerance is a thing that causes war, pogroms, crucifixions, lynchings, and makes people cruel to little children and each other. It is responsible for most of the viciousness, violence, terror, and heart and soul breaking of the world.
More Betty Smith Quotes
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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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If there was only one tree like that in the world, you would think it was beautiful. But because there are so many, you just can’t see how beautiful it really is.
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How much do they be paying you?” he asked mellowly. “The usual salary. A little more than they think I’m worth and a little less than I think I’m worth.
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A child forgets a time of hunger but never forgets the aching want of other things.
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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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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
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As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of candy, and all alone in the house, the leaf shadows shifted and the afternoon passed.
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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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Suffering is also good, it makes a person rich in charachter.
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Some people do crossword puzzles. I do books.
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Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn’t happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?
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Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.
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Yes, when I get big and have my own home, no plush chairs and lace curtains for me. And no rubber plants.
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I wrote about people who liked fake fireplaces in their parlor, who thought a brass horse with a clock embedded in its flank was wonderful.
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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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