Frases de Maud Hart Lovelace

“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”

“Isn't it mysterious to begin a new journal like this? I can run my fingers through the fresh clean pages but I cannot guess what the writing on them will be.”

“Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again.”

“You might as well learn right now, you two, that the poorest guide you can have in life is what people will say.”

“In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.”

“Good things come, but they're never perfect; are they? You have to twist them into something perfect.”

“And yet, even as she spoke, she knew that she did not wish to come back. not to stay, not to live. She loved the little yellow cottage more than she loved any place on earth. but she was through with it except in her memories.”

“The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright.”

“Say, you told me you thoughtwas the greatest novel ever written. I thinkis the greatest. Let's fight. - Joe Willard”

“Was life always like that? she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you wanted to be?”

“The silence in the room had width, height, depth, mass and substance.”

“When there are boys you have to worry about how you look, and whether they like you, and why they like another girl better, and whether they're going to ask you to something or other. It's a strain.”