Mother, I am young. Mother, I am just eighteen. I am strong. I will work hard, Mother. But I do not want this child to grow up just to work hard. What must I do, mother, what must I do to make a diffe...
Neeley, if you had to die, wouldn't it be wonderful to die now—while you believed that everything was perfect, the way this night is perfect?
Time, no matter what else it did, passed, and that the school boy of today was the voter of tomorrow.
No matter where its seed fell, it made a tree which struggled to reach the sky. It grew in boarded-up lots and out of neglected rubbish heaps, and it was the only tree that grew out of cement. It grew...
No, I ain't big enough. I ain't big enough to do a thing like that. I gotta think of myself and my own kids.' He finally came to his conclusion.'Oh, what the h*ll! Them two kids is gotta live in this...
No, Katie never fumbled. When she used her beautifully shaped but worn-looking hands, she used them with surety, whether it was to put a broken flower into a tumbler of water with one true gesture, or...
Nothing was changing. She was the one who was changing.
The tree man eulogized them by screaming, 'And now get the hell out of here with your tree, you lousy bastards.'Francie had heard swearing since she had heard words. Obscenity and profanity had no mea...
Seems like I'm the most dissatisfied person in the whole world. Oh, I wish I was young again when everything seemed so wonderful!
Occasionally there is a moment in a person's life when he takes a great stride forward in wisdom, humility, or disillusionment. For a split second he comes into a kind of cosmic understanding. For a t...
Oh time...time, pass so that I forget!Oh time, Great Healer, pass over me and let me forget.
Oh well, this is only temporary. Everything will be better someday. I'll make it better. After all, I'm young yet.
Oh, I wish I was young again when everything seemed so wonderful!
Oh, and you must not forget the Kris Kringle. The child must believe in him until she reaches the age of six. I KNOW there is not Santa Claus.Yet you must teach the child that these things are so.Why?...
Oh, and you must not forget the Kris Kringle. The child must believe in him until she reaches the age of six.Mother, I know there are no ghosts or fairies. I would be teaching the child foolish lies.M...
Oh, magic hour when a child first knows it can read printed words! For quite a while, Francie had been spelling out letters, sounding them and then putting the sounds together to mean a word. But, one...
Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.
She got herself widowed, divorced, married, and pregnant – all in ten days’ time.
Oh, to be a Chinaman, wished Francie, and have such a pretty toy to count on; oh, to eat all the lichee nuts she wanted and to know the mystery of the iron that was ever hot and yet never stood on a s...
This is the book, then , and the book of Shakespeare. And every day you must read a page of each to your child--even though you yourself do not understand what is written down and cannot sound the wor...
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