The snow, which had fallen quietly at first, was now pelting against the windowpanes, driven by a wicked wind; the storm was rapidly assuming proportions of a blizzard.
Frances Parkinson KeyesOf all the men I have known, I cannot recall one whose mother did her level best for him when he was little who did not turn out well when he grew up.
Frances Parkinson KeyesTaking the way that opens, even if it seems hardly more than a footpath, not infrequently leads to the highways of heart's desire, if not to fame and fortune.
Frances Parkinson Keyes