The Farm on the Hill Quotes

“The smooth beeches held up their glass-clear leaves to the sun, and the light strained through them like water through a sieve.”
― Alison Uttley, The Farm on the Hill

“Susan. who sat wide-eyed and silent. overawed by the presence of the great man, heard this in wonder. That she might go by train to school, and learn Latin and French, was a divine blessing, and if algebra, which surely came out of Arabian Nights, were added, her cup of bliss would be complete. Her mind flashed to unbounded knowledge, to the moon with its mountains and craters, to the stars, which were worlds. It dipped down into the earth and moved among caverns in the limestone hills and the springs running in secret places.
Her heart beat wildly; heaven was there with doors which would unlock with the key of scholarship. The golden gates would fly apart and she would step into that world of books and language, and the knowledge of echoes and sound and lightning which the schoolmaster called "science".”
― Alison Uttley, The Farm on the Hill

“Early in the morning a heavy dew lay on the ground, and the horses and cattle left tracks in the spangled grass, and hollow imprints where they had slept. The world was exquisite, delicate as a mother-of-pearl shell.”
― Alison Uttley, The Farm on the Hill

“She stood for a time, still and meditative, with her face held up to the arch of sky, seeking a shooting star in that illimitable field above her. The stars glittered and winked as if they were live, sentient beings, the angels themselves, watching the doings of earth, not in the serene manner of celestial beings but excited and interested in what they saw below. Their colours flashed in red and ice-blue and dazzling green and amber. There was Auriga with its bright Capella, a star Susan always recognised since her father long pointed out its bright flame.
"That's the one I knows well. It's always been in the sky. I've watched it when I've been going to milking and coming home on winter nights, and it's been a kind of companion to me."
The Great Bear swung over the house top, guarding Windystone from harm. Orion was hidden, but if she walked along by the yew trees, she could see his fiery stars and steel-green Riga, and the belt like a jewel. But she stayed where she was, alone, quiet, giving herself up to the movement of the rolling heavens, and she was caught up in that heavenly motion and whirled like a dark atom with the swinging earth.”
― Alison Uttley, The Farm on the Hill