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What a pity every child couldn't learn to read under a willow tree...
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After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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All the way up the river she's been holding back somehow, waiting. Now you'll both have to wait. I'm not going to disappoint her, Kit. When I take you on board the Witch, it's going to be for keeps.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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She snatched at the dream that had comforted her for so long. It was faded and thin, like a letter too often read.
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There is no escape if love is not there," Hannah had said. Had Hannah known when she herself had not even suspected? It was not escape that she had dreamed about, it was love."
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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I have no word of yours to assure me that our brief friendship held for you the same significance it held for me, but I must go on believing so. Every hope of the future is meaningless unless I have faith that you and I will share it together.
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future
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Daniel, he said. I would have you follow me. Master!....I will fight for you to the end!. My loyal friend, he said, I would ask something much harder than that. Would you love for me to the end? ...I don't understand, he said again, You tell people about the kingdom. Are we not to fight for it? The kingdom is only bought at a great price, Jesus said. There was one who came just yesterday and wanted to follow me. He was very rich, and when I..
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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There is no escape if love is not there
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Who would guess," he teased, "that I'd ever see you on a rooftop with straw in your hair?" Kit giggled. "Are you saying I've turned into a crow?" "Not exactly." His eyes were intensely blue with merriment. "I can still see the green feathers if I look hard enough. But they've done their best to make you into a sparrow, haven't they?"
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individuality
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Tis a strange thing, that the only friends I have I found in the same way, lying flat in the meadows, crying as if their hearts would break.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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From that first moment, in a way she could never explain, the Meadows claimed her and made her their own.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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The impression of strength came from an extraordinary vitality that seemed to pulse in the very air around him
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the demons that make a person afraid are the hardest to cast out.
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Hannah's magic cure for every ill," he teased. "Blueberry cake and a kitten."
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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There was something irresistible about popcorn.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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How right- how incredibly, utterly right- and how impossible!
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We can never know," Simon answered slowly. "God hides the future from man's eyes. We are forced to choose, not knowing. I have chosen Jesus."
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Have you noticed her name?" Kit leaned sideways to see the letters painted jauntily on the transom. "The WITCH! How did you dare? Does Hannah know?" "Oh, she's not named after Hannah. I hadn't gone ten miles down the river that day before I knew I'd left the real witch behind."
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That lame man you saw-- is he grateful now? Is it worth it to get on his feet and spend the rest of his life dragging burdens like a mule? . . . It's not much of a world, is it? Is it worth trying to bring Leah back into it?" Thacia stood still in the road. "Oh, Daniel-- yes! If only I could make you see, somehow, that it is!" "All this--" she exclaimed, the sweep of her arm including the deepening blue of the sky, the shining lake in the d..
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When I take you on board the Witch, it's going to be for keeps.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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The two boys stood and looked at each other. There was no amusement and no scorn in Attean's eyes. How very strange, Matt thought. After all the brave deeds he had dreamed of doing to win this boy's respect, he had gained it at last by doing nothing, just by staying here and refusing to leave.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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She rolled over and stretched, blinking up at the blue sky. The tips of the long grasses swished gently in the breeze. The hot sun pressed down on her so that she felt hot and empty. Slowly, the meadow began to fulfill its promise.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her. The dried brown leaves crackled beneath her feet and gave off a delicious smoky fragrance. No one had ever told her about autumn in New England. The excitement of it beat in her bl..
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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If you ask me, it's all that schooling. It takes the fun out of life, being cooped up like that day after day...Books, now that's different. There's nothing like a book to keep you company of a long voyage.
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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It is the hate that is the enemy. Not men. Hate does not die with killing. It only springs up a hundredfold. The only thing stronger than hate is love.
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The girl looked about her. "' Tis a pretty room," she said without thinking, and then wondered how that could be, when it was so plain and bare. Perhaps it was only the sunlight on boards that were scrubbed smooth and white, or perhaps it was the feeling of peace that lay across the room as tangibly as the bar of sunshine."
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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of the few young men and boys at the fort, now that she was too old for racing and climbing trees with them, she felt both shy and critical...
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Elizabeth George Speare |