The air was cool enough to make the warm sun pleasant on one's back and shoulders, and so clear that the eye could follow a hawk up and up, into the blazing blue depths of the sky.

All Southern women wished of their menfolk was simply to be 'like Paris handsome and like Hector brave'.

Every artist makes herself born. You must bring the artist into the world yourself.

She had certain thoughts which were like companions, ideas which were like older and wiser friends.

The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full of red dust. The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells, and the grass under foot had a reflection of the blue sky in it.

A child's attitude toward everything is an artist's attitude.

Money is a protection, a cloak; it can buy one quiet, and some sort of dignity.