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1 " She had short curls and her face had so many wrinkles it looked as if someone had been trying to draw her for a very long time and every line put in had made the face more like her. "
― Lucy M. Boston , The Children of Green Knowe (Green Knowe, #1)
2 " The enormous vermilion sun was dropping toward the sea, its reflected glow making a blazing path across the water to the very beach, where the last ripple was spangled with garnets. Otherwise, the sea was periwinkle purple, spilling and whispering and sidling with an easy going prattle of foam round the steeper rocks. "
― Lucy M. Boston , The Sea Egg
3 " Then all was quiet, except for that murmurous half telling, half withholding of tremendous secrets that the sea would keep up all night. Each little wave seemed to say, “I’ll tell you-” and then pull back with a smothered “Oh!” to be followed by another wave saying, “Then I will say-” but whatever it was remained unsaid and unsayable. "
4 " It's bright pinky-white sand was made entirely of shell dust, like star dust, among which, if you sifted it with your fingers, were infant shells as small as the grains but perfectly shaped. Scattered over the surface were larger shells of many kinds and shapes, some as delicate as flower petals, others, though small, built to withstand any battering sea. "
5 " He ran out into the garden, now brilliant with sudden sun, and for just a few minutes before the drops vanished they hung like diamonds on every twig. Then, as the sun drew up the moisture, the air was scented, so that Tolly could hardly bear to let his breath out. It seemed a waste. He was looking for scented flowers, but the strongest and most exciting smell of all was the earth itself. Really, what a thing to live on! "
― Lucy M. Boston , The Chimneys of Green Knowe (Green Knowe, #2)
6 " What's thought cannot be unthought. "
― Lucy M. Boston
7 " The moon shone in the rocking horsr's eye, and in the mouse's eye, too, when Tolly fetched it out from under his pillow to see. The clock went tick-tock, and in the stillness he heard little bare feet running across the floor, then laughter and whispering, and a sound like the pages of a big book being turned over. "
8 " if somthing accurs outside wht we call the natural order,its very smallness may be more immediately unnerving than,for istance,the eclipse of the sun to a tribe without astronomy,where holy awe must override any other feeling. very small cracks in our outer sell of reason let in very cold air.memory in a house,1973 "
9 " But the grandmother too was proud of her birth, and she loved her native land as a conqueror never could. "
― Lucy M. Boston , The Stones of Green Knowe (Green Knowe, #6)
10 " The nightingale’s song was as old as the coming of summer after winter. He did not doubt it had started with the creation of the world. He did not need to fear things for being old. It was rather a reason for loving them that they had been there so comfortingly long, like hills. "
11 " Pockets of divine silence still exist in blissful distant places. Their fascination is in the maintenance of what was a condition from the beginning of life, a natural beauty so taken for granted as to be unrecognised until it had gone. The present generation has no conception of silence. "
― Lucy M. Boston , Memory in A House
12 " How could people manage without a forest? It was essential as water. "
13 " It was not an ogre’s soul in that egg,” said Toby in a burst of passionate despair. “It was mine. "
