“They soon stopped being ten years old. But whatever age they were seemed to be exactly the right age for having fun.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Childhood Copy Share Image
“That's the way you have to be with boys," said Betsy. "Beam about their old football when you're dying to know whether… — Maud Hart Lovelace Boys Copy Share Image
Come in early, so there'll be time to pop corn,' Mrs. Ray said. If she mentioned popping corn, they always came in… — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
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. — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
“New things are easier to do than old familiar things when there's going to be a change," Betsy decided profoundly.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
“Say, you told me you thought Les Miserables was the greatest novel ever written. I think Vanity Fair is the greatest. Let's… — Maud Hart Lovelace Classic literature Copy Share Image
I cannot remember back to a year in which I did not consider myself to be a writer, and the younger I… — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
“Our lives can hold just so much. If they're filled with one thing, they can't be filled with another. We ought to… — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
The most important part of religion isn't in any church. It's down in your own heart. Religion is in your thoughts, and… — Maud Hart Lovelace Church Copy Share Image
When there are boys you have to worry about how you look, and whether they like you, and why they like another… — Maud Hart Lovelace Boys Copy Share Image
“The older I get the more mixed up life seems. When you're little, it's all so plain. It's all laid out like… — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
“I've got to stop thinking about myself so much--about how I look, how I'm impressing someone, whether I'm popular or not. I've… — Maud Hart Lovelace People Copy Share Image
“Betsy liked to talk. Her father always said she got it from her mother, and her mother always said she got it… — Maud Hart Lovelace Conversation Copy Share Image
