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 ... Hold up to him his better self, his real self that can dare and do and win out! ... People radiate what is in their minds and in their hearts.
'Oh, yes,' nodded Pollyanna emphatically. 'He said he felt better right away, that first day he thought to count 'em. He said if God took the trouble… - Eleanor Porter
'Oh, yes,' nodded Pollyanna emphatically. 'He said he felt better right away, that first day he thought to count 'em. He said if God took the trouble…
- Eleanor Porter
... there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it. - Eleanor Porter
... there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it.
... if God took the trouble to tell us eight hundred times to be glad and rejoice, He must want us to do it—SOME. - Eleanor Porter
... if God took the trouble to tell us eight hundred times to be glad and rejoice, He must want us to do it—SOME.
The influence of a beautiful, helpful, hopeful character is contagious. ... People radiate what is in their minds and in their hearts. - Eleanor Porter
The influence of a beautiful, helpful, hopeful character is contagious. ... People radiate what is in their minds and in their hearts.
Be glad. Be good. Be brave. - Eleanor Porter
Be glad. Be good. Be brave.
It isn't given to us to see ends. We can only attend to the beginnings and make them right. - Eleanor Porter
It isn't given to us to see ends. We can only attend to the beginnings and make them right.
My relationship with "Pollyanna" is a very personal one, because Pollyanna got me through my childhood. - Eleanor Porter
My relationship with "Pollyanna" is a very personal one, because Pollyanna got me through my childhood.
The sun was slowly setting in the west, casting golden beams of light into the somber old room. - Eleanor Porter
The sun was slowly setting in the west, casting golden beams of light into the somber old room.
Just breathing isn't living! - Eleanor Porter
Just breathing isn't living!
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