“We’re growing up,” Betsy said aloud. She wasn’t even sure she liked it. But it happened, and then it wasn’t irrevocable. There was nothing you could do about it except try and see that you grew up into the kind of human being you wanted to be. “I’d like to be a fine one,” Betsy thought quickly and urgently.”

“We’re growing up,” Betsy said aloud. She wasn’t even sure she liked it. But it happened, and then it wasn’t irrevocable. There was nothing you could do about it except try and see that you grew up into the kind of human being you wanted to be. “I’d like to be a fine one,” Betsy thought quickly and urgently.”

— Maud Hart Lovelace