. . . every tree near our house had a name of its own and a special identity. This was the beginning of my love for natural things, for earth and sky, for roads and fields and woods, for trees and grass and flowers; a love which has been second only to my sense of enduring kinship with birds and animals, and all inarticulate creatures.
Ellen GlasgowA tragic irony of life is that we so often achieve success or financial independence after the chief reason for which we sought it has passed away.
Ellen GlasgowThough it sounds absurd, it is true to say I felt younger at sixty than I felt at twenty.
Ellen GlasgowI have little faith in the theory that organized killing is the best prelude to peace.
Ellen Glasgow