Never insult seven men when all your packing is a six-shooter.

Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect.

Where I was raised a woman's word was law. I ain't quite outgrowed that yet.

There are hours when I must force the novel out of my mind and be interested in the children.

What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.

Love of man for woman--love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself.

Today I began the novel that I determined to be great.