In these days when we feed those who are not hungry, we are stealing from those who are starving, even though the food is our own.
LAURA INGALLS WILDERNo rich man can walk through the eye of a needle.
More Laura Ingalls Wilder Quotes
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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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The sweetness of life lies in usefulness, like honey deep in the heart of a clover bloom.
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It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.
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These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years.
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A good laugh overcomes more difficulties and dissipates more dark clouds than any other one thing.
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We’d never get anything fixed to suit us if we waited for things to suit us before we started.
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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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The only stupid thing about words is the spelling of them.
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There’s no great loss without some small gain.
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Tact does for life just what lubricating oil does for machinery.
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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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We go lightheartedly on our way, never thinking that by a careless word or two we may have altered the whole course of human lives, for some person will take our advice and use it.
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Did you ever think how a bit of land shows the character of the owner?
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No rich man can walk through the eye of a needle.
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There is no comfort anywhere for anyone who dreads to go home.
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