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.
ENID BLYTONMothers 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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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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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.
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When you’re paid to do a job, it’s better to give a few minutes more to it, than a few minutes less. That’s one of the differences between doing a job honestly and doing it dishonestly! See?
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I 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.
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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 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.
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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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Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
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If you can’t look after something in your care, you have no right to keep it.
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You are honest enough by nature to be able to see and judge your own self clearly – and that is a great thing.
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You’re trying to escape from your difficulties, and there never is any escape from difficulties, never. They have to be faced and fought.
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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.
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Hatred is so much easier to win than love – and so much harder to get rid of.
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Writing for children is an art in itself, and a most interesting one.
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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.
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