In 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler's dream.
A person may encircle the globe with mind open only to bodily comfort. Another may live his life on a sixty-foot lot and listen to the voices of the universe.
It was true, she thought, that the big things awe us but the little things touch us.
Sometime in their lives, everybody wanted to go home.
It is better to remember our love as it was in the springtime.
Things last so much longer than people.