“We're growing up and I don't like it," said Tacy, as they say at Heinz's later, drinking coffee.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Betsy-tacy Copy Share Image
Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again. — Maud Hart Lovelace Book Copy Share Image
Good things come, but they're never perfect; are they? You have to twist them into something perfect. — Maud Hart Lovelace Good thing Copy Share Image
We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la. — Maud Hart Lovelace Flower Copy Share Image
“... the poorest guide you can have in life is what people will say.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Life Copy Share Image
“After Commencement Day, the world!" Joe said. "With Betsy.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Betsy-tacy Copy Share Image
“...the poorest guide you can have in life is what people will say - Mr. Ray, Heaven to Betsy” — Maud Hart Lovelace Life Copy Share Image
In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God. — Maud Hart Lovelace Silence Copy Share Image
“What would life be like without her writing? Writing filled her life with beauty and mystery, gave it life...and promise.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Beauty Copy Share Image
“It looks like something out of Whittier's "Snowbound,"' Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Evening Copy Share Image
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. — Maud Hart Lovelace Flowers Copy Share Image
“We have to build our lives out of what materials we have. It's as though we were given a heap of blocks… — Maud Hart Lovelace Life Copy Share Image
One strain could call up the quivering expectancy of Christmas Eve, childhood, joy and sadness, the lonely wonder of a star — Maud Hart Lovelace Childhood Copy Share Image
“Sam!” cried Carney. “I’m afraid I lost the flashlight, but…” That was all she said for Sam took her in his arms.… — Maud Hart Lovelace Kissed Copy Share Image
“Betsy did not answer. She was a talker, her family always said, but sometimes when she most wanted to talk she couldn't… — Maud Hart Lovelace Family Copy Share Image
Was life always like that? she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you… — Maud Hart Lovelace Found Copy Share Image
Then he kissed her. Betsy didn't believe in letting boys kiss you. She thought it was silly to be letting first this… — Maud Hart Lovelace Believe Copy Share Image
And yet, even as she spoke, she knew that she did not wish to come back. not to stay, not to live.… — Maud Hart Lovelace Cottage Copy Share Image
“Thoughts are such fleet magic things. Betsy's thoughts swept a wide arc while Uncle Keith read her poem aloud. She thought of… — Maud Hart Lovelace Adventures Copy Share Image
She tried to act as though it were nothing to go to the library alone. But her happiness betrayed her. Her smile… — Maud Hart Lovelace Betrayed Copy Share Image
“Betsy liked to read her stories aloud and she read them like an actress. She made her voice low and thrillingly deep.… — Maud Hart Lovelace Actress Copy Share Image
“This was Betsy and Tacy's private corner. Betsy's mother was a great believer in people having private corners, and the piano box… — Maud Hart Lovelace Personal space 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
People were always saying to Margaret, 'Well, Julia sings and Betsy writes. Now what is little Margaret going to do?' Margaret would… — Maud Hart Lovelace Eye Copy Share Image
“Betsy was so full of joy that she had to be alone. She went upstairs to her bedroom and sat down on… — Maud Hart Lovelace Aspirations Copy Share Image
“She felt a little better about Leonard out here in the country. It was just being close to nature, she supposed. In… — Maud Hart Lovelace Beauty Copy Share Image
“This going around with boys makes me sick," said Tacy. "I like Herbert Humphreys," said Tib. It was just like Tib to… — Maud Hart Lovelace Like Boy Copy Share Image
“Well, Betsy," he said, "your mother tells me that you are going to use Uncle Keith's trunk for a desk. That's fine.… — Maud Hart Lovelace Author Copy Share Image
“All those resolutions she had made on Babcock's bay! How they had been smashed to smithereens! She wondered whether life consisted of… — Maud Hart Lovelace Bright side Copy Share Image
The silence in the room had width, height, depth, mass and substance. — Maud Hart Lovelace Depth Copy Share Image
You have two numbers in your age when you are ten. It's the beginning of growing up. — Maud Hart Lovelace Age Copy Share Image
Betsy. The great war is on but I hope ours is over. Please come home. Joe. — Maud Hart Lovelace Come Copy Share Image
The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright. — Maud Hart Lovelace Hills Copy Share Image
“Carney was hatless and gloveless, wearing her pink linen. Sam looked at her more than once. “its just because he likes pink,”… — Maud Hart Lovelace Maud-hart-lovelace Copy Share Image
“You don't grow up, she reasoned now, until you begin to evaluate yourself, to recognize your good traits and acknowledge that you… — Maud Hart Lovelace Betsy-tacy 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
“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
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 Corn Copy Share Image
“Julia was as happy as Betsy was, almost. One nice thing about Julia was that she rejoiced in other people's luck.” — Maud Hart Lovelace Happiness Copy Share Image
