Elizabeth Enright

“Each day the sun shone, the birds lingered, though the trees were turning, purely out of habit, and their rose and yellow…

— Elizabeth Enright

“All over the city lights were coming on in the purple-blue dusk. The street lights looked delicate and frail, as though they…

— Elizabeth Enright

“Self-pity is the hens' besetting sin," remarked Mr. Payton. "Foolish fowl. How they came to achieve anything as perfect as the egg…

— Elizabeth Enright

“October sunshine bathed the park with such a melting light that it had the dimmed impressive look of a landscape by an…

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“Garnet was very happy. She was so happy, for no especial reason, that she felt as if she must move carefully so…

— Elizabeth Enright

Never plan a picnic' Father said. 'Plan a dinner, yes, or a house, or a budget, or an appointment with the dentist,…

— Elizabeth Enright

“In Nina Kimbereley's garden the scabiosa flowers were dark as garnet brooches; the nicotiana a veil of tossing crimson stars. Nothing was…

— Elizabeth Enright

“Already he knew that to overdo a thing is to destroy it.”

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“Each golden day was cherished to the full, for one had the feeling that each must be the last. Tomorrow it would…

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“Now isn't that nice!' said the old lady. 'If cousins are the right kind, they're best of all: kinder than sisters and…

— Elizabeth Enright

“I thought of many an autumn I had known: Seemly autumns approaching deliberately, with amplitude. I thought of wild asters, Michaelmas daisies,…

— Elizabeth Enright

“I loved the flash of jewels and the luster of satin. In those days women dressed. ”

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“The dishes," [Garnet] said. "Oh, let them stand for once!" cried Mrs. Linden grandly, "we can do them when we come home.…

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“Garnet woke up early. Before she was quite wide awake she lay with her eyes closed, half afraid to look for fear…

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“Mr. Payton was at work on his pipe again, lighting and coaxing it. "They need constant attention, pipes, like babies and guinea…

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“The summer,' Randy explained. 'I'm going to appreciate it. I'm going to walk in the woods noticing everything, and ride my bike…

— Elizabeth Enright

“Summer was over in twenty minutes that day. Finished. At four o'clock in the afternoon the roses were quiet on their stems,…

— Elizabeth Enright

Grownups! Everyone remembers them. How strange and even sad it is that we never became what they were: beings noble, infallible, and…

— Elizabeth Enright

“In the deep sky where there had been a sun, we saw a ring of white silver; a smoking ring, and all…

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a certain red cardinal sounded like a little bottle being filled up, up, up with some clear liquid.

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“Like ghosts the children walked across the lawn on their bare feet. The moon was full. Above the damp grass hung a…

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“He couldn't stop smelling the air in great, deep, loud sniffs. It was so delicious. It smelled of water, and mud, and…

— Elizabeth Enright

“The mullein had finished blooming, and stood up out of the pastures like dusty candelabra. The flowers of Queen Anne's lace had…

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“Did you know that a bee dies after he stings you? And that there's a star called Aldebaran? And that around the…

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“Someday she planned to paint he ceiling: Blue, with gold stars on it, whole constellations, and a section of the Milky Way.”

— Elizabeth Enright