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“Little lies that make people feel better are not bad, like thanking someone for a meal they made even if you hated it, or telling a sick person they look better when they don't, or someone with a hideous new hat that it's lovely. But to yourself you must tell the truth”

Quote by Louise Fitzhugh

Work

Harriet the Spy

This book is a classic in children's literature, chronicling the mischievous and imaginative life of Harriet M. Welsch, a young girl who embarks on a secret life as a spy. Through her observations and diary entries, readers are introduced to the complexities of friendship, family, and the challenges of growing up. more

Author

Louise Fitzhugh
Louise Fitzhugh

Louise Fitzhugh (October 5, 1928 – November 19, 1974) was an American author and illustrator, best known for her classic children's novel Harriet the Spy. Born in Memphis, Tennessee, she grew up in New York City and studied art at Bard College and Cooper Union. Fitzhugh's works are noted for their psychological depth and rebellious spirit, challenging traditional gender and family norms in children's literature. Harriet the Spy, published in 1964, remains a beloved and influential book, adapted into films and TV series. She died of a brain aneurysm at age 46, but her legacy endures in the world of children's literature. more

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