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

    Maud Hart Lovelace
  • Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again

    Maud Hart Lovelace
  • She tried to act as though it were nothing to go to the library alone. But her happiness betrayed her. Her smile could not be restrained, and it spread from her tightly pressed mouth, to her round cheeks, almost to the hair ribbons tied in perky bows over her ears

    Maud Hart Lovelace
  • The most important part of religion isn't in any church. It's down in your own heart. Religion is in your thoughts, and in the way you act from day to day, in the way you treat other people. It's honesty, and unselfishness, and kindness. Especially kindness

    Maud Hart Lovelace
  • In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God

    Maud Hart Lovelace
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