Lark Rise Quotes

“Brains were no good to a working man; they only made him discontented and saucy and lose his jobs. She'd seen it happen again and again.”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

“And all the time boys were being born or growing up in the parish, expecting to follow the plough all their lives or, at most, to do a little mild soldiering or go to work in a town. Gallipoli? Kut? Vimy Ridge? Ypres? What did they know of such places? But they were to know them, and when the time came they did not flinch. Eleven out of that tiny community never came back again. A brass plate on the wall of the church immediately over the old end house seat is engraved with their names. A double column, five names long, then, last and alone, the name of Edmund.”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

“The singers were rude and untaught and poor beyond modern imagining; but they deserve to be remembered, for they knew the now lost secret of being happy on little.”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

“mainly”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

“blurred”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

“When Laura visited the hamlet just before the war, the roof had fallen in, the yew hedge had run wild and the flowers were gone, excepting one pink rose which was shedding its petals over the ruin. Today, all has gone, and only the limey whiteness of the soil in a corner of a ploughed field is left to show that a cottage once stood there.”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

“After her husband died, she went away to live with her eldest son, and the round house shared the fate of Sally's. Where it stood is now a ploughed field. The husband's sacrifices, the wife's romance, are as though they had never been - 'melted into air, into thin air.”
― Flora Thompson, Lark Rise