If you can’t look after something in your care, you have no right to keep it.
ENID BLYTONAll the children stood and gazed at it, loving it and longing to go to it. It looked so secret – almost magic.
More Enid Blyton Quotes
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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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Remorse is a terrible thing to bear, Pam, one of the worst of all punishments in this life.
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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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Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
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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.
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Mothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
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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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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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To wish undone something you have done, to wish you could look back on kindness to someone you love, instead of on unkindness – that is a very terrible thing.
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The point is not that I don’t recognise bad people when I see them – I grant you I may quite well be taken in by them – the point is that I know a good person when I see one.
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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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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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Writing for children is an art in itself, and a most interesting one.
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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.
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Here Mr Potts come here you little idiot!
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