Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
ENID BLYTONWriting for children is an art in itself, and a most interesting one.
More Enid Blyton Quotes
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Soon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake.
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All the children stood and gazed at it, loving it and longing to go to it. It looked so secret – almost magic.
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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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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.
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Here Mr Potts come here you little idiot!
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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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I have written, probably, more books for children than any other writer, from story-books to plays, and can claim to know more about interesting children than most.
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I wonder where you got that idea from? I mean, the idea that it’s feeble to change your mind once it’s made up. That’s a wrong idea, you know.
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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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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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Leave something for someone but dont leave someone for something.
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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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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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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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