The life of the earth comes up with a rush in the springtime. All the wild seeds of weed and thistle, the sprouts of vine and bush and tree, are trying to take the fields. Farmers must fight them with… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
So they all went away from the little log house. The shutters were over the windows, so the little house could not see them go. It stayed there inside the log fence, behind the two big oak trees that in… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
I understood....that in my own life I represented a whole period of American history. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
there is a spirit in every home, a sort of composite spirit composed of the thoughts and feelings of the members of the family… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
The world seems a lonesome place when mother has passed away and only memories of her are left. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
We'd never get anything fixed to suit us if we waited for things to suit us before we started. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings. Wings beating low over the blue water of Silver Lake, wings beating high… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
These times are too progressive. Everything has changed too fast. Railroads and telegraphs and kerosene and coal stoves -- they're good to have but… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things in life which are the real ones after all. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
Life was not intended to be simply a round of work, no matter how interesting and important that work may be. A moment’s pause… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
Suffering passes, while love is eternal. That's a gift that you have received from God. Don't waste it. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
Remember well, and bear in mind, a constant friend is hard to find. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
