Occupation: Author Birth: January 15, 1879 Death: July 12, 1961
The perfection of a thing consists in its essence; there are perfect criminals, as there are men of perfect probity..
She never sat down in a car but stood, braced tense, facing the wind. Now and again she would turn her face toward me with an apologetic expression a….
a church is an interesting place once you get the parson and the people out of it. Real music can get in then, and a real God! Nothing flibertigibbet….
My Scottie refused to go for a walk with a friend of the house, but she would joyously accompany any stranger who drove a car..
Every one regards his duty as a troublesome master from whom he would like to be free..