My first vivid memory is...when first I looked into her face and she looked into mine. That I do remember, and that exchanging looks I have carried with me all of my life. We recognized each other. I was her child and she was my mother.
Pearl S. BuckYou cannot make yourself feel something you do not feel, but you can make yourself do right in spite of your feelings.
Pearl S. BuckI learned to distinguish between the two kinds of people in the world: those who have known inescapable sorrow and those who have not.
Pearl S. Buck