Genius may be for an hour or a thousand years; its indispensable quality is continuity with the life-push.
Mary Hunter AustinFor all the toll the desert takes of a man it gives compensations, deep breaths, deep sleep, and the communion of the stars.
Mary Hunter AustinI suppose that Italy must always lie like some lovely sunken island at the bottom of all passionate dreams, from which at the flood it may arise; the air of it is charged with subtle essences of romance. One supposes Italy must be organized for the need of lovers.
Mary Hunter AustinRabbits are a foolish people. They do not fight except with their own kind, nor use their paws except for feet, and appear to have no reason for existence but to furnish meals for meat-eaters. In flight they seem to rebound from the earth of their own elasticity, but keep a sober pace going to the spring. It is the young watercress that tempts them and the pleasures of society, for they seldom drink.
Mary Hunter Austin