Enemies are an indication of character.

The mystery story is two stories in one: the story of what happened and the story of what appeared to happen.

These are times of action. Men think and then act; sometimes, indeed, they simply act.

I had a vision ... of being found on the pavement by some passerby, with a small punctuation mark ending my sentence of life.

it's been my experience that the first few days of married life women are blind because they want to be and after that because they have to be.

Well, that was life. It was an old tree, and the old passed on. Probably they did not mind. There came a time when all sap ran slowly, and the peace of age with all things behind it merged easily into the peace of death. The difficult thing was to be young.

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