Everything drops away, comes to be unimportant in the dark. It's like sleep almost. A freedom from self, from ugliness.

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

things that have cost more than they're worth leave a bitter taste. A taste of salt and sweat.

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

We are dying of preconceptions, outworn rules, decaying flags, venomous religions, and sentimentalities. We need a new world. We've wrenched up all t…

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

Lord make me satisfied with small things. Make me content to live on the outside of life. God make me love the rind!

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

The question we do not see when we are young is whether we own pride or are owned by it.

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

Teach the legal rights of trees, the nobility of hills; respect the beauty of singularity, the value of solitude.

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

What is sanity, after all, except the control of madness?

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

The dead elm leaves hung like folded bats.

- Josephine Winslow Johnson

in mad people fear goes on constantly, night and day, wearing one ditch in the mind that all thoughts must travel in.

- Josephine Winslow Johnson