Once you begin being naughty, it is easier to go and on and on, and sooner or later something dreadful happens.
LAURA INGALLS WILDERThe world seems a lonesome place when mother has passed away and only memories of her are left.
More Laura Ingalls Wilder Quotes
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The wilderness needs your whole attention.
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I believe we would be happier to have a personal revolution in our individual lives and go back to simpler living and more direct thinking.
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The sweetness of life lies in usefulness, like honey deep in the heart of a clover bloom.
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Why should we need extra time in which to enjoy ourselves? If we expect to enjoy our life, we will have to learn to be joyful in all of it, not just at stated intervals when we can get time or when we have nothing else to do.
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No one has ever achieved anything from the smallest to the greatest unless the dream was dreamed first.
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These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years.
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Let’s be cheerful! We have no more right to steal the brightness out of the day for our own family than we have to steal the purse of a stranger.
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No rich man can walk through the eye of a needle.
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We must get rid of the habit of classing all women together politically and thinking of the ‘woman’s vote’ as one and indivisible.
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It does not so much matter what happens. It is what one does when it happens that really counts.
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Every job is good if you do your best and work hard. A man who works hard stinks only to the ones that have nothing to do but smell.
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We who live in quiet places have the opportunity to become acquainted with ourselves, to think our own thoughts and live our own lives in a way that is not possible for those keeping up with the crowd.
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Her blue eyes were still beautiful, but they did not know what was before them, and Mary herself could never look through them again to tell Laura what she was thinking without saying a word.
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There’s no great loss without some small gain.
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Did you ever think how a bit of land shows the character of the owner?
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If enough people think of a thing and work hard enough at it, I guess it’s pretty nearly bound to happen, wind and weather permitting.
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You venture into the unknown land because that is where your heart will take you. In the end, it is not what you want to do, it is something you have to do.
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Many a good beginning makes a bad ending.
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All I have told is true, but it is not the whole truth.
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This earthly life is a battle,’ said Ma. ‘If it isn’t one thing to contend with, it’s another. It always has been so, and it always will be. The sooner you make up your mind to that, the better off you are, and more thankful for your pleasures.
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Wild animals would not stay in a country where there were so many people. Pa did not like to stay, either. He liked a country where the wild animals lived without being afraid.
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The days have never been long enough to do the things I would like to do. Every year has held more of interest than the year before.
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Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.
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It is the simple things of life that make living worthwhile, the sweet fundamental things such as love and duty, work and rest, and living close to nature.
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These times are too progressive. Everything has changed too fast. Railroads and telegraphs and kerosene and coal stoves — they’re good to have but the trouble is, folks get to depend on ’em.
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All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings. Wings beating low over the blue water of Silver Lake, wings beating high in the blue air far above it bearing them all away to the green fields in the South.
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