You are honest enough by nature to be able to see and judge your own self clearly – and that is a great thing.
ENID BLYTONMothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
More Enid Blyton Quotes
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Mothers and dogs both had a kind of second sight that made them see into people’s minds and know when anything unusual was going on.
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Well, we must be jolly old-fashioned then,’ said Bessie. ‘Because we not only believe in the Faraway Tree and love our funny friends there, but we go to see them too – and we visit the lands at the top of the Tree as well!
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I’m good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.
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They lay on their heathery beds and listened to all the sounds of the night. They heard the little grunt of a hedgehog going by.
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Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
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It wasn’t a bit of good fighting grown-ups. They could do exactly as they liked.
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The children gazed in delight. Nothing but trees and birds and little wild animals. Oh, what a secret island, all for their very own, to live on and play on.
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Never lose that honesty, Bobby – always be honest with yourself, know your own motives for what they are, good or bad, make your own decisions firmly and justly – and you will be a fine, strong character, of some real use in this muddled world of ours!
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Make up your mind about things, by all means – but if something happens to show that you are wrong, then it is feeble not to change your mind,
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We must have Christian ethics for our children, good and strong, but we must make them attractive, too, and it can be done.
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I think people make their own faces, as they grow.
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Mothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
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Here Mr Potts come here you little idiot!
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The secret island had looked mysterious enough on the night they had seen it before – but now, swimming in the hot June haze, it seemed more enchanting than ever.
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It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds. They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily.
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