Laura Ingalls Wilder Quotes About Little House On The Prairie
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Remember well, and bear in mind, a constant friend is hard to find.
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The true way to live is to enjoy every moment as it passes, and surely it is in the everyday things around us that the beauty of life lies.
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Home is the nicest word there is.
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A good laugh overcomes more difficulties and dissipates more dark clouds than any other one thing.
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This earthly life is a battle,' said Ma. 'If it isn't one thing to contend with, it's another. It always has been so, and it always will be. The sooner you make up your mind to that, the better off you are, and more thankful for your pleasures.
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It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.
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A long time ago, when all the grandfathers and grandmothers of today were little boys and little girls or very small babies, or perhaps not even born, Pa and Ma and Mary and Laura and Baby Carrie left their little house in the Big Woods of Wisconsin.
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Every job is good if you do your best and work hard. A man who works hard stinks only to the ones that have nothing to do but smell.
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Far worst of all, the fever had settled in Mary's eyes, and Mary was blind.
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Remember me with smiles and laughter, for that is how I'll remember you all. If you can only remember me with tears, then don't remember me at all.
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The only stupid thing about words is the spelling of them.
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She thought to herself, "This is now." She was glad that the cozy house, and Pa and Ma and the firelight and the music, were now. They could not be forgotten, she thought, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago.
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Everything from the little house was in the wagon, except the beds and tables and chairs. They did not need to take these, because Pa could always make new ones.
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But in the east the sky was pale and through the gray woods came lanterns with wagons and horses, bringing Grandpa and Grandma and aunts and uncles and cousins.
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When the fiddle had stopped singing Laura called out softly, "What are days of auld lang syne, Pa?" "They are the days of a long time ago, Laura," Pa said. "Go to sleep, now." But Laura lay awake a little while, listening to Pa's fiddle softly playing and to the lonely sound of the wind in the Big Woods,… She was glad that the cozy house, and Pa and Ma and the firelight and the music, were now. They could not be forgotten, she thought, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago.
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There is no comfort anywhere for anyone who dreads to go home.
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The trouble with organizing a thing is that pretty soon folks get to paying more attention to the organization than to what they're organized for.
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The real things haven't changed. It is still best to be honest and truthful; to make the most of what we have; to be happy with simple pleasures; and have courage when things go wrong.
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There's no great loss without some small gain.
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