Occupation: Novelist Birth: 1869 Death: August 31, 1954
I, Woman, am that wonder-breathing rose That blossoms in the garden of the King..
Eternity is a circle, a serpent that swallows its own tail..
There is almost no limit to the possibilities of the imagination, but to get the full power of it, one must trust one's imagination. If you say to yo….
Only in the stillness of detachment can the soul yield up her secrets..
The art of detection is finding a common denominator for the fractions of a case..
I wish you could arrange your life so as to have a little more leisure. I do not want you to be lazy, but the passive conditions of the mind are quit….
The solving of almost every crime mystery depends on something which seems, at first glance, to bear no relation whatever to the original crime..
There is no death where the inner light shines, irradiating the fields of the within -- the beyond -- the unattainable attainment. You know where to ….
Watch for the high tides of yourself and flow up with them; when the inevitable low tides come, either rest or meditate. You cannot escape rhythm. Yo….
Our minds are the most mysterious things about us..
When I put out to sea, I do not offer advice to the skipper about the management of the ship..
He who knows Love becomes Love, and he knows All beings are himself, twin-born of Love..