I think being a mother is the cruelest thing in the world.

I think being a mother is the cruelest thing in the world.

Authors do not supply imaginations, they expect their readers to have their own, and to use it

New York's the lonesomest place in the world if you don't know anybody.

Have you ever stopped to think how much unhappiness and downright cruelty are laid to the loving kindness of the Lord? And always by His most ardent followers, it seems.

Children aren't everything. There are other things in the world, though I admit some people don't seem to suspect it.

The trouble with Clare was, not only that she wanted to have her cake and eat it too, but that she wanted to nibble at the cakes of other folk as well.