Imagination seems to be a glory and a misery, a blessing and a curse. Adam, to his sorrow, lacked it. Eve, to her sorrow, possessed it. Had both been blessed - or cursed - with it, there would have been much keener competition for the apple.
We travel because we do not know. We know that we do not know the best before we start. That is why we start. But we forget that we do not know the w… - Stella Benson
We travel because we do not know. We know that we do not know the best before we start. That is why we start. But we forget that we do not know the w…
- Stella Benson
There are some people who can never see a little cloud of fantasy float across the horizon of their dreams without building a heavy castle in the air… - Stella Benson
There are some people who can never see a little cloud of fantasy float across the horizon of their dreams without building a heavy castle in the air…
Sometimes I pose, but sometimes I pose as posing. - Stella Benson
Sometimes I pose, but sometimes I pose as posing.
Call no man a foe, but never love a stranger. - Stella Benson
Call no man a foe, but never love a stranger.
The music paled like a candle and went out. - Stella Benson
The music paled like a candle and went out.
Unpopularity is a excellent salve to the conscience; it is delicious to be misunderstood. - Stella Benson
Unpopularity is a excellent salve to the conscience; it is delicious to be misunderstood.
The sun was like a word written between the sea and the sky, a word that was swallowed up by the sea before any man had time to read it. - Stella Benson
The sun was like a word written between the sea and the sky, a word that was swallowed up by the sea before any man had time to read it.
There are, broadly speaking, two kinds of workers in the world, the people who do all the work, and the people who think they do all the work. The la… - Stella Benson
There are, broadly speaking, two kinds of workers in the world, the people who do all the work, and the people who think they do all the work. The la…
The dense and godly wear consistency as a flower, the imaginative fling it joyfully behind them. - Stella Benson
The dense and godly wear consistency as a flower, the imaginative fling it joyfully behind them.
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