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.
ENID BLYTONYou’re trying to escape from your difficulties, and there never is any escape from difficulties, never. They have to be faced and fought.
More Enid Blyton Quotes
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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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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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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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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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Hatred is so much easier to win than love – and so much harder to get rid of.
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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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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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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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Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
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As they drew near to it, and saw the willow trees that bent over the water-edge and heard the sharp call of moorhens that scuttled off,
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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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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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Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
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Remorse is a terrible thing to bear, Pam, one of the worst of all punishments in this life.
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