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I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Happiness Lost Love Love

But she needs me more than she needs him and I guess being needed is almost as good as being loved. Maybe better.

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Betty Smith Dependent Love Parenting

She had become accustomed to being lonely. She was used to walking alone and to being considered 'different.' She did not suffer too much.

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Betty Smith Comfort Girls Inspirational Loneliness Suffering

In the future, when something comes up, you tell exactly how it happened but write down for yourself the way you think it should have happened. Tell the truth and write the story. Then you won't get mixed up. It was the best advice Francie every got.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith On Writing Truth

Most women had the one thing in common: they had great pain when they gave birth to their children. This should make a bond that held them all together, it should make them love and protect each other against the man-world. But it was not so. It seemed like their great birth pains shrank their hearts and their souls. They stuck together for only one thing: to trample on some other woman... whether it was by throwing stones or by mean gossip. It was the only kind of loyalty they seemed to have. Men were different. They might hate each other but they stuck together against the world and against any woman who would ensnare one of them.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Lessons Wisdom

There had to be dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background it's flashing glory.

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Betty Smith Faith Hope

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?

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Betty Smith Brooklyn Dreams Growing Up Hope Imagination Leaving

A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that might have happened. Only you didn't tell it like it was, you told it like you thought it should have been.

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Betty Smith Book Writing

Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned people didn't adopt chemistry as a religion.

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Betty Smith Chemistry Life Religion

Francie, huddled with other children of her kind, learned more that first day than she realized. She learned of the class system of a great Democracy.

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Betty Smith Class System Education School Social Class

The world was hers for the reading.

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Betty Smith Books Feminist Reading

Yes, when I get big and have my own home, no plush chairs and lace curtains for me. And no rubber plants. I'll have a desk like this in my parlor and white walls and a clean green blotter every Saturday night and a row of shining yellow pencils always sharpened for writing and a golden-brown bowl with a flower or some leaves or berries always in it and books . . . books . . . books. . . .

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Betty Smith Books Reading

The library was a little old shabby place. Francie thought it was beautiful. The feeling she had about it was as good as the feeling she had about church. She pushed open the door and went in. She liked the combined smell of worn leather bindings, library past and freshly inked stamping pads better than she liked the smell of burning incense at high mass.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Bookish Books Experience Feelings Library Mood Read Reading Smell

From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.

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Betty Smith Books Literature Lonliness Reading Solitude Words

But the penciled sheets did not seem like nor smell like the library book so she had given it up, consoling herself with the vow that when she grew up, she would work hard, save money and buy every single book that she liked.

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Betty Smith Books Reading

They were all slender, frail creatures with wondering eyes and soft fluttery voices. But they were all made out of thin invisible steel.

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Betty Smith Feminist Inspirational Women

They were all slender, frail creatures with wondering Wes and soft fluttery voices. But they were all made out of thin invisible steel.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Feminist Inspirational Women

Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.

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Betty Smith Reading

Did you ever see so many pee-wee hats, Carl?They're beanies.They call them pee-wees in Brooklyn.But I'm not in Brooklyn.But you're still a Brooklynite.I wouldn't want that to get around, Annie.You don't mean that, Carl.Ah, we might as well call them beanies, Annie.Why?When in Rome do as the Romans do.Do they call them beanies in Rome? she asked artlessly.This is the silliest conversation...

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Betty Smith Banter Betty Smith Humor Joy In The Morning Marriage

In his business, he observed human nature and came to certain conclusions about it. The conclusions lacked wisdom and originality; in fact, they were tiresome. But they were important to McGarrity because he had figured them out for himself. In the first years of their marriage, he had tried to tell Mae about these conclusions, but all she said was, I can imagine. Sometimes she varied by saying, I can just imagine. Gradually then, because he could not share his inner self with her, he lost the power of being a husband to her, and she was unfaithful to him.

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Betty Smith Humor Marriage Married Life

...May I have this damaged bunch for two cents? Speak strongly and it shall be yours for two cents. That is a saved penny that you put in the star bank...Suffer the cold for an hour. Put a shawl around you. Sai, I am cold because I am saving to buy land. That hour will save you three cents' worth of coal... When you are alone at night, do not light the lamp. Sit in the darkness and dream awhile. Reckon out how much oil you saved and put its value in pennies in the bank. The money will grow. Someday there will be fifty dollars and somewhere on this long island is a piece of land that you may buy for that money.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Money Saving

Who wants to die? Everything struggles to live. Look at that tree growing up there out of that grating. It gets no sun, and water only when it rains. It's growing out of sour earth. And it's strong because its hard struggle to live is making it strong. My children will be strong that way.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Adversity Strength Strength Through Adversity Survival

But she didn't want to recall things. She wanted to live things — or as a compromise, relive rather than reminisce.

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Betty Smith Living Recalling Reminscing

Because the child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It is necessary that she believe. She must start out believing in things not of this world. Then when the world becomes too ugly for living in, the child can reach back and live in her imagination.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Belief Imagination Ugliness

Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.

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Betty Smith Betty Smith God Prayer

Francie was ten years old when she first found an outlet in writing. What she wrote was of little consequence. What was important was that the attempt to write stories kept her straight on the dividing line between truth and fiction. If she had not found this outlet in writing, she might have grown up to be a tremendous liar.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Lies Writing

Francie always remembered what that kind teacher told her. “You know, Francie, a lot of people would think that these stories that you’re making up all the time were terrible lies because they are not the truth as people see the truth. In the future, when something comes up, you tell exactly how it happened but write down for yourself the way you think it should have happened. Tell the truth and write the story. Then you won’t get mixed up.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Lies Stories Storytelling Teachers Truth Writing Writing Advice

She was a blameless sinless woman, yet she understood who how it was with people who sinned. Inflexibly rigid in her own moral conduct, she condoned weaknesses in others. She revered God and loved Jesus, but she understood why people often turned away from these Two.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Moral Conduct Religion Sin

Francie had heard swearing since she had heard words. Obscenity and profanity had no meaning as such among those people. They were emotional expressions of inarticulate people with small vocabularies; they made a kind of dialect. The phrases could mean many things according to the expression and tone used in saying them. So now, when Francie heard themselves called lousy bastards, she smiled tremulously at the kind man. She knew that he was really saying, “Goodbye—God bless you.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Emotion Swear Words Swearing

She sat in the sunshine watching the life on the street and guarding within herself, her own mystery of life.

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Betty Smith Life Motherhood Pregnancy

She was made up of more, too. She was the books she read in the library. She was the flower in the brown bowl. Part of her life was made from the tree growing rankly in the yard. She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. she was Katie's secret, despairing weeping. She was the shame of her father staggering home drunk.She was all of these things and of something more that did not come from the Rommelys nor the Nolans, the reading, the observing, the living from day to day. It was something that had been born into her and her only - the something different from anyone else in the two families. It was what God or whatever is His equivalent puts into each soul that is given life - the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike.

~ Betty Smith

Betty Smith Individualism Life Personality Purpose Unique Uniqueness Of Individual
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