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Look at everything as though you were seeing it for the first time or the last time. Then your time on earth will be filled with glory.
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— Betty Smith
Forgiveness is a gift of high value. Yet its cost is nothing.
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— Betty Smith
It was the last time she'd see the river from that window. The last time of anything has the poignancy of death itself. This that I see now, she thought, to see no more this way. Oh, the last time how clearly you see everything; as though a magnifying light had been turned on it. And you grieve because you hadn't held it tighter when you had it every day.
tags: death time thoughts
— Betty Smith
Yes, when I get big and have my own home, no plush chairs and lace curtains for me. And no rubber plants. I'll have a desk like this in my parlor and white walls and a clean green blotter every Saturday night and a row of shining yellow pencils always sharpened for writing and a golden-brown bowl with a flower or some leaves or berries always in it and books . . . books . . . books. . . .
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— Betty Smith
'Dear God,' she prayed, 'let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.'
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— Betty Smith
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that might have happened. Only you didn't tell it like it was, you told it like you thought it should have been.
tags: thoughts lies stories
— Betty Smith
A person who pulls himself up from a low environment via the bootstrap route has two choices. Having risen above his environment, he can forget it; or, he can rise above it and never forget it and keep compassion and understanding in his heart for those he has left behind him in the cruel upclimb.
— Betty Smith
The neighborhood stores are an important part of a city child's life.
— Betty Smith
Who wants to die? Everything struggles to live. Look at that tree growing up there out of that grating. It gets no sun, and water only when it rains. It's growing out of sour earth. And it's strong because its hard struggle to live is making it strong. My children will be strong that way.
tags: children live earth struggle child strong rain water
— Betty Smith
I want to live for something. I don't want to live to get charity food to give me enough strength to go back to get more charity food.
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— Betty Smith
If you love someone, you'd rather suffer the pain alone to spare them.
tags: pain alone
— Betty Smith
Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life...And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.
tags: time living sleep lost dreams
— Betty Smith
I came to a clear conclusion, and it is a universal one: To live, to struggle, to be in love with life-in love with all life holds, joyful or sorrowful-is fulfillment. The fullness of life is open to all of us.
tags: live struggle
— Betty Smith
But this tree in the yard-this tree that men chopped down...this tree that they built a bonfire around, trying to burn up it's stump-this tree lived! It lived! And nothing could destroy it.
tags: men
— Betty Smith
It is a good thing to learn the truth one's self. To first believe with all your heart, and then not to believe, is good too. It fattens the emotions and makes them to stretch. When as a woman life and people disappoint her, she will have had practice in disappointment and it will not come so hard. In teaching your child do not forget that suffering is good too. It makes a person rich in character.
— Betty Smith
I hate all those flirty-birty games that women make up. Life's too short. If you ever find a man you love, don't waste time hanging your head and simpering. Go right up to him and say, 'I love you. How about getting married?
tags: time men women hate right games
— Betty Smith
People always think that happiness is a faraway thing " something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up.
tags: happiness people
— Betty Smith
In teaching your child, do not forget that suffering is good too. It makes a person rich in character.
tags: character children people suffering child teaching
— Betty Smith
Well, there's a little bit of man in every woman and a little bit of woman in every man.
tags: men women
— Betty Smith
All my life I've been lonely. I've been lonely at crowded parties. I've been lonely in the middle of kissing a girl and I've been lonely at camp with hundreds of fellows around. But now I'm not lonely any more.
tags: girls kissing
— Betty Smith
Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.
tags: children magic child read
— Betty Smith
Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.
tags: time earth seeing
— Betty Smith
She went out and took a last long look at the shabby little library. She knew she would never see it again. Eyes changed after they looked at new things. If in the years to be she were to come back, her new eyes might make everything seem different from the way she saw it now. The way it was now was the way she wanted to remember it.
tags: eyes library year
— Betty Smith
All of us are what we have to be and everyone lives the kind of life its in him to live.
tags: live
— Betty Smith
Bad quarrels come when two people are wrong. Worse quarrels come when two people are right.
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— Betty Smith
A child forgets a time of hunger but never forgets the aching want of other things.
tags: children time child hunger
— Betty Smith
The difference between rich and poor", said Francie, "is that the poor do everything with thier own hands and the rich hire hands to do things.
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— Betty Smith
Is it not so that a son what is bad to his mother is bad to his wife?
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— Betty Smith
Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?
tags: true real dreams
— Betty Smith
It doesn't take long to write things of which you know nothing. When you write of actual things, it takes longer, because you have to live them first.
tags: live write
— Betty Smith
Suffering is also good, it makes a person rich in charachter.
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— Betty Smith
Occasionally there is a moment in a person's life when he takes a great stride forward in wisdom, humility, or disillusionment. For a split second he comes into a kind of cosmic understanding. For a trembling breath of time he knows all there is to know. He is loaned the gift the poet yearned for - seeing himself as others see him.
tags: time understanding humility moment seeing gift wisdom poet
— Betty Smith
I never listen to what people tell me and I can't read. The only way I know what is right and wrong is the way I feel about things. If I feel bad, it's wrong. If I feel good, it's right.
tags: people right wrong bad read
— Betty Smith
Francie looked at her legs. They were long, slender, and exquisitely molded. She wore the sheerest of flawless silk stockings, and expensively made high-heeled pumps shod her beautifully arched feet. "Beautiful legs, then, is the secret of being a mistriss," concluded Francie. She looked down at her own long thin legs. "I'll never make it, I guess." Sighing , she resigned herself to a sinless life.
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— Betty Smith
It takes a lot of doing to die.
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— Betty Smith
There's a tree that grows in Brooklyn. Some people call it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky.
tags: people struggle sky heaven
— Betty Smith
As long as one can suffer, one is living....live and suffer until life is gone.
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— Betty Smith
Look at everything as though you are seeing it for the first time.
tags: time seeing
— Betty Smith
Katie had a fierce desire for survival which made her a fighter. Johnny had a hankering after immortality which made him a useless dreamer. And that was the great difference between these two who loved each other so well.
tags: desires survival immortality
— Betty Smith
But the penciled sheets did not seem like nor smell like the library book so she had given it up, consoling herself with the vow that when she grew up, she would work hard, save money and buy every single book that she liked.
tags: work book library money
— Betty Smith
betty smith
Birth    : December 15, 1896
Death  : January 17, 1972
Occupation  : Author