Occupation: Author Birth: January 3, 1870 Death: March 20, 1946
To wake in the night: be wide awake in an instant, with all your faculties on edge: to wake, and be under compulsion to set in, night for night, at t….
That most sensitive, most delicate of instruments -- the mind of a little child!.
The truth that could be extracted from words was such a fluctuating, relative truth..
Oh! mothers aren't fair - I mean it's not fair of nature to weigh us down with them and yet expect us to be our own true selves. The handicap's too g….
In health, in the bustle of living, it was easy to believe in heaven and a life to come. But when the blow fell, and those you loved passed into the ….
There are enough women to do the childbearing and the childrearing. I know of none who can write my books..