Elizabeth Goudge
Elizabeth Goudge
Elizabeth de Beauchamp Goudge FRSLwas an English author of novels, short stories and children's books as Elizabeth Goudge. She won the Carnegie Medal for British children's books in 1946 for The Little White Horse. She was a best-selling author in both the UK and the US from the 1930s through the 1970s...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth24 April 1900
knows known
I have known him nearly all my life, and I am going to marry him, so that there won't ever be a time when I shan't know him.
god hands safe
If you lose your reason, you lose it into the hands of God....It's the only place where anything is safe. And when you're dead it's only what's there you'll have. Nothing else.
bears
All we are asked to bear we can bear.
hate waste
Don't waste hate on pink geranium.
character weather too-much
In my opinion, too much attention to weather makes for instability of character.
dog ease terror
A well-trained dog is like religion, it sets the deserving at their ease and is a terror to evildoers.
nice struggle might
One was born a certain sort of person, and though by ceasless struggle one might become as nice as that sort of person ever is, one could never become as nice as a nicer sort of person.
giving one-love deeper
One is seldom unchanged by the death of those one loves. It gives me a deeper knowledge of them, and so of oneself in regard to them.
mark reverence
What is the distinguishing mark of an aristocrat?' she asked him suddenly.'Reverence,' he replied.
spiritual law bears
All we are asked to bear we can bear. That is a law of the spiritual life. The only hindrance to the working of this law, as of all benign laws, is fear.
giving demand hospitality
cowardice more than any other failing demands a ruthless paying of the price from those who give it hospitality.
pain sleep sunshine
There was a good deal to be said, Hilary decided, for middle age and infirmity. The years in which one demanded much of life were left behind, together with the bitterness of not getting what one wanted. One's values, too, were altered. Gifts that once one took for granted, sunshine and birdsong, freedom from pain, sleep and one's daily bread, seemed now so extraordinarily precious.
loss men confusion
The elements were "seeking" each other in rage and confusion, and in the fury of the conflict boastful man was utterly humiliated, sucked down, drowned.
life respect nature
Nothing living should ever be treated with contempt. Whatever it is that lives, a man, a tree, or a bird, should be touched gently, because the time is short. Civilization is another word for respect for life...