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Eleanor H. Porter


  • Иринаhas quoted5 years ago
    You see, when you're hunting for the glad things, you sort of forget the other kind
  • candypop1020304has quoted9 years ago
    "There just isn't anything to be glad about, that I can see," she said aloud; "unless—it's to be glad when the duty's done!" Whereupon she laughed suddenly.
  • b6082095006has quoted2 years ago
    "A little girl—coming here, Miss Harrington? Oh, won't that be nice!" cried Nancy, thinking of the sunshine her own little sisters made in the home at "The Corners."
  • b2231737606has quoted2 years ago
    "As if ever anybody could be fond of her!"
  • b2231737606has quoted2 years ago
    She was an angel straight out of Heaven
  • b2231737606has quoted2 years ago
    when I'm talking to you
  • b5229602774has quoted3 years ago
    "And now I know, and I'm glad you look just like you do look."

    Nancy was relieved just then to have Timothy come up. Pollyanna's words had been most confusing.

    "This is Timothy. Maybe you have a trunk," she stammered.

    "Yes, I have," nodded Pollyanna, importantly. "I've got a brand-new one. The Ladies' Aid bought it for me—and wasn't it lovely of them, when they wanted the carpet so? Of course I don't know how much red carpet a trunk could buy, but it ought to buy some, anyhow—much as half an aisle, don't you think?
  • Təhminə Niftullayevhas quoted3 years ago
    The Project Gutenberg EBook of Pollyanna, by Eleanor H. Porter

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    Title: Pollyanna

    Author: Eleanor H. Porter

    Release Date: August 27, 2008 [EBook #1450]

    Language: English


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  • Викаhas quoted3 years ago
    "A father one day said to his son, Tom, who, he knew, had refused to fill his mother's woodbox that morning: 'Tom, I'm sure you'll be glad to go and bring in some wood for your mother.' And without a word Tom went. Why? Just because his father showed so plainly that he expected him to do the right thing. Suppose he had said: 'Tom, I overheard what you said to your mother this morning, and I'm ashamed of you. Go at once and fill that woodbox!' I'll warrant that woodbox, would be empty yet, so far as Tom was concerned!"

    On and on read the minister—a word here, a line there, a paragraph somewhere else:

    "What men and women need is encouragement. Their natural resisting powers should be strengthened, not weakened.... Instead of always harping on a man's faults, tell him of his virtues. Try to pull him out of his rut of bad habits. Hold up to him his better self, his REAL self that can dare and do and win out!... The influence of a beautiful, helpful, hopeful character is contagious, and may revolutionize a whole town.... People radiate what is in their minds and in their hearts. If a man feels kindly and obliging, his neighbors will feel that way, too, before long. But if he scolds and scowls and criticizes—his neighbors will return scowl for scowl, and add interest!... When you look for the bad,
  • Викаhas quoted3 years ago
    Mrs. Snow had lived forty years, and for fifteen of those years she had been too busy wishing things were different to find much time to enjoy things as they were
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