Love sees clearly, and seeing, loves on. But infatuation is blind; when it gains sight, it dies.

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!

All houses in which men have lived and suffered and died are haunted houses.

The author lives with one foot in an everyday world and the other feeling about anxiously for a foothold in another more precarious one.

To men and women who want to do things, there is nothing quite so driving as the force of an imprisoned ego. . . . All genius comes from this class.

the calm of a place like Bellwood is the peace of death without the hope of resurrection.

Besides, you want the unvarnished and ungarnished truth, and I'm no hand for that. I'm a lawyer.