Quotes by : Betty Smith

Oh, magic hour when a child first knows it can read printed words! For quite a while, Francie had been....

Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.

Wouldn't it be more of a free country," persisted Francie "if we could ride in them free?" "No." "Why?"....

They were all slender, frail creatures with wondering eyes and soft fluttery voices. But they were all....

From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the....

She sat in the sunshine watching the life on the street and guarding within herself, her own mystery....

She was a blameless sinless woman, yet she understood who how it was with people who sinned. Inflexibly....

But she didn't want to recall things. She wanted to live things — or as a compromise, relive rather....

This could be a whole life," she thought. "You work eight hours a day covering wires to earn money to....

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff.....