A dead tree, falling, made less havoc than a live one. It seemed as though a live tree went down fighting, like an animal.
Marjorie Kinnan RawlingsA woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one.
Marjorie Kinnan RawlingsFor myself, the Creek satisfies a thing that had gone hungry and unfed since childhood days. I am often lonely. Who is not? But I should be lonelier in the heart of a city.
Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings