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41 " I know the midst of war is far from the ideal place to fall in love, but true love does not care for time nor place. It will strike whenever and wherever it is supposed to, however improbable it might seem. "
― Hazel Gaynor , Last Christmas in Paris: A Novel of World War I
42 " They tell you that it will pass, that there'll be a day when you wake up and your heart doesn't ache, a day when you don't cry, but laugh and smile and remember the person you've lost with great fondness. You can't believe that day will ever come. But it does, doesn't it? Somehow, it does. "
― Hazel Gaynor , A Memory of Violets: A Novel of London's Flower Sellers
43 " We shouldn’t take our life for granted, and we should do whatever we can to make ourselves happy. "
― Hazel Gaynor , The Girl Who Came Home
44 " For there is no friend like a sister In calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray, To lift one if one totters down, To strengthen whilst one stands. —Christina Rossetti, “Goblin Market,” 1862 "
45 " As I lay in the dark, listening to the distant rush of the waterfall, I hoped that part of me would always be nine and a half, and that even when I was an adult and had to face the world with all its grown-up responsibilities, part of me would always know the excitement of the fascinating things I'd seen at the beck. I couldn't imagine anything worse than a life without such wonders. How dull and sad life would be if it was all work and chores and war. "
― Hazel Gaynor , The Cottingley Secret
46 " In that moment, and perhaps for much longer, it seemed to me that the possibility of believing in fairies was more important than one little girl telling the truth. "
47 " sometimes it is better to look at the shadows rather than be dazzled by the sun. "
48 " Journalism isn’t about sugarcoating everything to make it more palatable. "
49 " Life does not go on when our loved ones leave us. Life departs in all ways. The life we have known, the life we have anticipated, the life we hoped for—all of it disappears in an instant when the dreaded telegram arrives. “I regret to inform you . . .” Were any words ever more painful? "
50 " The girl who had left Ireland was gone to the bottom of the ocean with the rest of them. "
51 " Grace loved the wildness of the wind, the way it whispered through the barley fields and sent ripples rushing along the rivers and lakes, and the clouds hurtling across the sky. To a girl who had spent her childhood outdoors, the wind brought a feeling of reckless freedom, reminding her that she was alive, feeding her soul with a new energy. "
52 " I'd ask for your autograph, but I already had the pleasure of seeing it on every letter. "
53 " But remember always, as I told you at first, that this is all a fairy tale, and only fun and pretense; and, therefore, you are not to believe a word of it, even if it is true. "
54 " We can’t always change the situations life puts us in, but we can change the way we respond. "
55 " A small crowd had gathered to gaze at the astonishing display of color: vivid blues; regal purples; soft, candy-floss pinks; strawberry reds; vibrant lime greens; sun-bright, buttercup yellows; rich oranges; and creamy, vanilla whites. Tilly’s eyes were unable to take it all in, her mouth unable to suppress a smile of sheer delight. It was as if someone had poured a box of paints onto this one street, leaving nothing with which to brighten up the drab gray of the rest of the city she had just passed. "
56 " keep faith in yourself. You command your own destiny. Not the enemy. Only you. "
57 " Time, you see, can be measured in means other than the ticking of the clock. "
58 " I hope Christmas was bearable over there. How long we anticipate it and how quickly it passes. "
59 " At the bottom of the ravine was a glittering stream, about two feet in depth and six feet wide. A waterfall plunged from a shelf of shale rock to the right, tumbling in three broad steps toward the stream, where the water bubbled and boiled. Dappled shade from the trees cast intriguing shadows onto the water, while the flickering sunlight painted the early spring foliage in shades of gold and emerald and soft buttery yellow. "
60 " It is in the simplest things we find the greatest treasures sometimes, "