Mothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
ENID BLYTONMothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
ENID BLYTONIt wasn’t a bit of good fighting grown-ups. They could do exactly as they liked.
ENID BLYTONSoon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake.
ENID BLYTONI’m good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.
ENID BLYTONRemorse is a terrible thing to bear, Pam, one of the worst of all punishments in this life.
ENID BLYTONMake 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,
ENID BLYTONThey lay on their heathery beds and listened to all the sounds of the night. They heard the little grunt of a hedgehog going by.
ENID BLYTONLeave something for someone but dont leave someone for something.
ENID BLYTONMy work in books, films and talks lies almost wholly with children, and I have very little time to give to grown-ups.
ENID BLYTONThe 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.
ENID BLYTONYou are honest enough by nature to be able to see and judge your own self clearly – and that is a great thing.
ENID BLYTONWell, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
ENID BLYTONIt 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.
ENID BLYTONI am not really much interested in talking to adults, although I suppose practically every mother in the kingdom knows my name and my books. It’s their children I love.
ENID BLYTONLaugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
ENID BLYTONI get over a hundred letters a day from all over the world, from children and parents, and it’s a wonder I ever have time to write books, let alone speak!
ENID BLYTON