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I 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

Writing for children is an art in itself, and a most interesting one.
ENID BLYTON

Art Children Interesting Most One Writing
The little island seemed to float on the dark lake-waters. Trees grew on it, and a little hill rose in the middle of it. It was a mysterious island, lonely and beautiful.
ENID BLYTON

Beautiful Dark Lake Little Lonely Running See Water
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.
ENID BLYTON

Beautiful Blue Bread Butter Cloud Cornflower Egg Happily Lake Munching
My work in books, films and talks lies almost wholly with children, and I have very little time to give to grown-ups.
ENID BLYTON

Book Children Firm Give Grown Little Lying Talk Time Up
You’re trying to escape from your difficulties, and there never is any escape from difficulties, never. They have to be faced and fought.
ENID BLYTON

Difficulty Escape Face Fought never Trying
It wasn’t a bit of good fighting grown-ups. They could do exactly as they liked.
ENID BLYTON

Fighting Good Grown Like Xactly
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.
ENID BLYTON

Beautiful Bed Heathery Lay Listen Night Song
Soon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake.
ENID BLYTON

Beautiful Cloud Lake Set Sitting Soon Warm
Elizabeth. Only the strongest people have the pluck to change their minds, and say so, if they see they have been wrong in their ideas.
ENID BLYTON

Been Change Country Idea Mind People Pluck Strongest Wrong
There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.
ENID BLYTON

Always Country Egg Everyone People Person Picnic Salt Taste
Here Mr Potts come here you little idiot!
ENID BLYTON

Country Idiot Little People Person
A clown needn’t be the same out of the ring as he has to be when he’s in it. If you look at photographs of clowns when they’re just being ordinary men, they’ve got quite sad faces.
ENID BLYTON

Acting Clown Look Men Ordinary Out Photograph Ring Same
I expect when we grow up, we shall think like them – but let’s hope we remember what it was like to think in the way children do, and understand the boys and the girls that are growing up when we’re men and women.
ENID BLYTON

Children Except Girl Grow Men Hope Like Remember Think Women
They saw the flicker of bats overhead. They smelt the drifting scent of honeysuckle, and the delicious smell of wild thyme crushed under their bodies. A reed-warbler sang a beautiful little song in the reeds below, and then another answered.
ENID BLYTON

Another Answer Bad Beautiful Crush Delicious Overhead Smell Song Thyme
I think people make their own faces, as they grow.
ENID BLYTON

Face Grow People Think Thinking
I do love the beginning of the summer hols,’ said Julian. They always seem to stretch out ahead for ages and ages.’ ‘They go so nice and slowly at first,’ said Anne, his little sister. ‘Then they start to gallop.
ENID BLYTON

Aheadm Age Always Being Little Nice Sister Stretch Summer

I 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!

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I 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!

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