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How Green Was My Valley by Richard Llewellyn

How Green Was My Valley Quotes
"It has always seemed to me that there is something big to be felt by a man who has made up his mind to leave the things he knows and go off to strange places."
"Men are different from flowers for they are able to make up their own minds about things."
"There is a job they must have had carting all those blocks all those miles in carts and wains and not one road that you could call really good."
"Money was made to be spent just as men spend their strength and brains in earning it and as willingly."
"There is nothing to fly at hundreds of miles an hour, for indeed I think there is something to laugh about when a fuss is made of such nonsense."
"The smell of hens is one of the homeliest smells it is possible to put your nose to."
"We are all equal, and all of us need helping and there is nobody to help mankind except mankind."
"Indeed if happiness has a smell, I know it well, for our kitchen has always had it faintly."
"A successful man earns the respect of the world never mind what is the state of his mind, or his manner of earning."
"If happiness has a smell, I know it well, for our kitchen has always had it faintly, but in those days it was all over the house."
"Force is no good to you until you have tried reason. And reason wants patience. And if patience wants a tight belt, then tight belt it should have."
"All things come from God, my son. All things are given by God, and to God you must look for what you will have."
"It is no use to say you will all go together in a Union if you have no notion what that Union is to do."
"God gave us time to get His work done, and patience to support us while it is being done."
"There is no better man in all the valleys. If you do grow up to be one like him, God will smile indeed."
"You cannot ask the help of God with hate in your hearts, and without that help you will get nothing."
"Reason and civilised dealing are your best weapons."
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."
"I am proud of my family, and I am proud to think that you are prepared to make sacrifice for what you think is right. It is good to suffer in order that men should be better off, but take care that what you are doing is right and not half-right."
"You will have everything from the ground if you will ask the right way. But you will have nothing if not."
"I am Beth Morgan," my mother said, and her voice was as deep and strong as any man. "I have come up here to tell you what I do think of you all, because I have heard you are talking against my husband. Two things in this world I do hate. One is talking behind the back, and the other is lice. So you should know what I do think of you."
"You are a lot of cowards to talk against my husband," my mother said with a full voice. "He has done nothing against you and he never would and you know it well."
"If harm do come to my Gwilym, I will find out the men and I will kill them with my hands. And that I will swear by God Almighty. And there will be no Hell for me. Nobody will go to Hell for killing lice."
"What is in the Bible and what is outside is different," my mother said. "But if they do touch your Dada I will keep my word."
"Your mama thought the old snow was going to keep you, too. And it will be having us both if we will not go from here. Up a dando, now."
"Man is a coward in space, for he is by himself, and if you feel you are alone, with not even yourself, that is fright for you."
"He will do," Dr. Richards said. "But it is beyond me to say why, indeed. You are breeding horses in this family, Mr. Morgan. This boy should be in his coffin, for my part."
"Nature is the handmaiden of the Lord. I do remember that she was given orders on one or two occasions to hurry herself more than usual. What has been done before can also be done again, though perhaps not so quickly, indeed."
"All the fury of living kind, fighting against useless pain, was in the cry that brought the lantern to us."
"I owe a big debt to Mr. Boswell, indeed. How happy he must have been to write about so great a man."
"If he was a man who found out for himself what there is that is hidden in life, then we all have a chance to do the same. And with the help of God, we shall."
"You are making me feel like Red Riding Hood in front of the old wolf. Have you got big, strong teeth with you?"
"Prayer is only another name for good, clean, direct thinking. When you pray, think well what you are saying, and make your thoughts into things that are solid. In that manner, your prayer will have strength, and that strength shall become part of you, mind, body, and spirit."
"Men who are born to dig coal need strength and courage. But they have no need of spirit, any more than the mole or the blind worm. Keep up your spirit, Huw, for that is the heritage of a thousand generations of the great ones of the Earth."
"How can there be fury felt for things that are gone to dust?"
"The life of man is merely a pattern scrawled on Time, with little thought, little care, and no sense of design."
"It do seem to me that the life of man is merely a pattern scrawled on Time, with little thought, little care, and no sense of design."
"The slag heap is moving again. I can hear it whispering to itself, and as it whispers, the walls of this brave little house are girding themselves to withstand the assault."
"Day in and day out, he was over the mountain to see people and ask them why they were not at Chapel, or to sit with the sick, or to talk to old people who could not walk the miles across the gorse on a Sunday to come and pray."
"How is your wife?" "Dead," said Ianto. "Dead?" said Ivor. "We heard nothing of that." "I chose to say nothing," said Ianto.
"There is no room for pride in any man. There is no room for unkindness. There is no room for wit at the expense of others."
"My business," shouted Mr. Gruffydd, "is anything that comes between men and the spirit of God."
"You shall be buried, but you will never fall."
"A man will never know a woman until he knows her work."
"It is money that enables men to come from the mob by education, and the purchase of books, and schools."
"There is beautiful to watch a mountain sleeping, and other mountains in the other valleys rising up like bits of blue velvet."
"The peoples of all countries should own their countries."
"The world was created for Mankind, not for some of mankind."
"O, Voice of Man, organ of most lovely might."
"There is good to have a little flower so near to you, good colour and good smell, too."
"Nothing so pretty as good pencils, and I do think the feel of a long pencil in your fingers is as good to the taste as something to eat."
"And then the tears stop. Not a drop more would come if knives were put in you."
"For you open gently and take what you want, and careful in closing again, and you look at it before you start your work, and all the time a happy fullness inside you that sometimes will make you put out your hand to touch it as though to bless, so good you feel with it."
"No matter," I said, "I will fight you all, and you first."
"Why is it that kindness, even from a harsh man, brings tears to the eyes, I wonder."
"The truth is beyond us, and is not in us. We go forward in faith. That is all."
"Every part of you inside you that seems to have gone to sleep comes lively again. A good friend of mine is a cup of tea, indeed."
"But it is certain that whatever they did on Sunday, going to Chapel was not one."
"Respect? It is not respect to go crawling after every coffin you can find."
"The best fighter is that one who will slip under a punch and give two in return."
"Pain is a good cleanser of the mind and therefore of the sight. Matters which seem to mean the world, in health, are found to be of no import when pain is hard upon you."
"Of me was the Valley and the Valley was of me, and every blade of grass, and every stone, and every leaf of every tree, and every knob of coal or drop of water, or stick or branch or flower or grain of pollen, or creature living, or dust in ground, all were of me as my blood, my bones, or the notions from my mind."
"The evil that is in Man comes of sluggish minds, for sluggards cannot think, and will not."
"All things are expedient, but all things edifieth not."
"Give light, O God. The darkness is in men’s minds, and in that darkness is Satan, ever ready, ever watchful, quick to find a way to harm, a deed to hurt, a thought to damage."
"It is strange how you shall hate a man, and yet pity him from the depths."
"It was then I saw how pale they had always been, even my father and brothers, with lack of it."
"You must suffer, or cause others to suffer, before you will have respect of one kind or the other from them."
"One night I heard a choir of a thousand voices singing in the darkness, and I thought I heard the voice of God."
"No matter," he shouted, with flames in his eyes. "Let us drown, then. But by God Almighty, I will have food in those children’s little bellies before the night is out."
"Beth, my sweet love," my father said, "you were made and the mould was hit with a hammer."
"There is good it is to have good food with taste after a long time without."
"I will wash in that," said my father. "With soap. Is that all I am to have? Hot old water?"
"If I was going to have what I can smell," he said, "there is no need for a pot to be washed in the house."
"I shall expect to be confounded with pleasure when I open your books on Friday next. Nothing less than confounded, understand."
"Thank God my boys are safe," my mother said, "and thank God to have them home."
"Money or not," my mother said, "let him dress in satin and diamonds. It is no matter to me a bit."
"Did you give him a good kick?" Mama asked me, and tapping her thimble on the stone in the sock.
"For all that has happened, Heavenly Father," my father said when he came in, and went to his knees with my mother beside him, "for the mercies, and the guidance to-day, I do give thanks from my heart. Yesterday I gave thanks, and to-day, thanks again, and to-morrow I will give thanks again, from the heart. In the Name of Jesus the Son."
"I will give thanks till I die that I married you."
"Men who keep silent under duress are moral cowards. You understand me?"
"Life is good, and full of goodness. Let them be enjoyed by all men."
"A man lifting his hand against a man set over him in authority?"
"I have been living all this time and nothing to show?"
"Go from here, before I will give you a good hit with one, too."
"Goodness gracious me," my father said to the paper, "Evans, Morgan. A marriage has been arranged between Iestyn Dylan Evans, son of the late Mr. and Mrs. Christmas Dylan Evans, of Tyn-y-Coed…."
"I am going to start my furniture, Huw," he said. "Here are the drawings."
"You will understand one day, Huw, my little one."
"As you grow older, so things will come plainer and your brain stronger to meet them."
"I will, or I will be told. I will know or I will find out."
"We kiss with the mouth because it is part of the head and of the organs of taste and smell."
"The hand is too hard and too used to doing all things, with too little feeling and too far from the organs of taste and smell."
"Nothing, I could think of, like in the beginning was the Word."
"They were the sons of Adam and Eve, and they were begotten, as the children of men and women have been begotten ever since."
"Man was born in the image of God, and God took Woman from the rib of Adam."
"The time of marriage is the time of the sowing."
"It is indeed terrible. Think, you. To have the responsibility of a life within you."
"Are there to be no proprieties? Do you undress in front of everybody in sight?"
"There is no wonder to me that we kiss, for when mouth comes to mouth, in all its silliness, breath joins breath, and taste joins taste."
"To have a suit to your measure, with tape and chalk, eh, dear, there is a good feeling, indeed."