War is not two great armies meeting in the clash and frenzy of battle. War is a boy being carried on a stretcher, looking up at God’s blue sky with bewildered eyes that are soon to close; war is a woman carrying a child that has been injured by a shell; war is spirited horses tied in burning buildings and waiting for death; war is the flower of a race, battered, hungry, bleeding, up to its knees in filthy water; war is an old woman burning a candle before the Mater Dolorsa for the son she has given.

I have always regarded divorce as essentially disagreeable, like castor oil, but necessary.

Used to move so much, every time the chickens saw the team put in the wagon, they'd lie down on their backs and hold their legs up to be tied!

The one pleasure that never palls is the pleasure of not going to church.

Men love a joke - on the other fellow. But your really humorous woman loves a joke on herself.

having considerable mind, changing it became almost as ponderous an operation as moving a barn, although not nearly so stable.

... if one can remember without loving, then couldn't one love without remembering?