Occupation: Short Story Writer Birth: November 29, 1878 Death: 1955
Doubtless almost any intense emotion may open our 'inward eye' to the beauty of reality. Falling in love appears to do it for some people. The beauti….
The beauty is forever there before us, forever piping to us, and we are forever failing to dance. We could not help but dance if we could see things ….
Convalescence is a sort of grown-up rebirth, enabling us to see life with a fresh eye..
Once out of all the gray days of my life I have looked into the heart of reality; I have witnessed the truth; I have seen life as it really is-ravish….