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Maud Hart Lovelace

Maud Hart Lovelace (April 25, 1892 – March 11, 1980) was an American author best known for the Betsy-Tacy series.

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One strain could call up the quivering expectancy of Christmas Eve, childhood, joy and sadness, the lonely wonder of a star

Call, Childhood, Lonely, Quivering, Sadness, Stars

I cannot remember back to a year in which I did not consider myself to be a writer, and the younger I was the bigger that capital 'W.

Back, Bigger, Remember, Years, Younger

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

Come, Good, Good Things, Perfect, Things, Twists

You have two numbers in your age when you are ten. It's the beginning of growing up.

Growing Up, Two, Numbers, Ten, Growing

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.

Guess, Like, Mysterious, Pages, Running, Writing

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

Silence, Sunset, Thought, Three

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

Grassy, June, Like, Powdered, Summer, Sunshine

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

Book, World, Coats, Opened, Took

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

Silence, Depth, Substance, Width, Mass

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

Guide, Life, Might, People, Right, Two

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.

Live, Memories, Wish, Yellow

Betsy. The great war is on but I hope ours is over. Please come home. Joe.

War, Home, Please, Come, Hope

People were always saying to Margaret, 'Well, Julia sings and Betsy writes. Now what is little Margaret going to do?' Margaret would smile politely, for she was very polite, but privately she stormed to Betsy with flashing eyes, 'I'm not going to do anything. I want to just live. Can't people just live?

Eye, Julia, Life, Privately, Stormed, Writing

Do you girls have hope chests?' Lloyd asked. We certainly do. ' I don't,' said Betsy. 'My husband and I are going to use paper plates and napkins. ' Poor Joe!' Lucky Larry!

Betsy, Chests, Girl, Husband, Lucky, Use

I'm finished with something, but I'm not beginning anything. That's wrong. When you finish something, you ought always to begin something new.

Something New, Ought, Finished, Beginning, Begin

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.

Boys, Girl, Like, Look, Worry