If the members of a home are ill-temperered and quarrelsome, how quickly you feel it when you enter the house. You may not know just what is wrong, but you wish to make your visit short.
LAURA INGALLS WILDERLet’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.
More Laura Ingalls Wilder Quotes
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People used to have time to live and enjoy themselves, but there is no time anymore for anything but work, work, work.
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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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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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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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No one has ever achieved anything from the smallest to the greatest unless the dream was dreamed first.
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The trouble with organizing a thing is that pretty soon folks get to paying more attention to the organization than to what they’re organized for.
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We heap up around us things that we do not need as the crow makes piles of glittering pebbles.
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Tact does for life just what lubricating oil does for machinery.
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The object of all education is to make folks fit to live.
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The uplift of a fearless heart will help us over barriers. No one ever overcomes difficulties by going at them in a hesitant, doubtful way.
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The true way to live is to enjoy every moment as it passes, and surely it is in the everyday things around us that the beauty of life lies.
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No rich man can walk through the eye of a needle.
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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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Far worst of all, the fever had settled in Mary’s eyes, and Mary was blind.
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