Occupation: Novelist Birth: April 13, 1891 Death: March 30, 1964
Somewhere, within her, in a deep recess, crouched discontent. She began to lose confidence in the fullness of her life, the glow began to fade from h….
These people yapped loudly of race, of race consciousness, of race pride, and yet suppressed its most delightful manifestations, love of color, joy o….
Have you ever stopped to think how much unhappiness and downright cruelty are laid to the loving kindness of the Lord? And always by His most ardent ….
New York's the lonesomest place in the world if you don't know anybody..
If sex isn't a joke, what is it?.
Children aren't everything. There are other things in the world, though I admit some people don't seem to suspect it..
What are friends for, if not to help bear our sins?.
The trouble with Clare was, not only that she wanted to have her cake and eat it too, but that she wanted to nibble at the cakes of other folk as wel….
I feel like the oldest person in the world with the longest stretch of life before me..
I think being a mother is the cruelest thing in the world..
Authors do not supply imaginations..
that's what everybody wants, just a little more money, even the people who have it..
Lies, injustice, and hypocrisy are a part of every ordinary community. Most people achieve a sort of protective immunity, a kind of callousness, towa….
Everything can't be explained by some general biological phrase..
Authors do not supply imaginations, they expect their readers to have their own, and to use it.