The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of the reapers.
Here and there on the branch of an oak a congress of leaves still clung, rigid as flakes of bronze. - Martha Ostenso
Here and there on the branch of an oak a congress of leaves still clung, rigid as flakes of bronze.
- Martha Ostenso
A false vision was better than none. - Martha Ostenso
A false vision was better than none.
Ah, life, life, how madly, how cruelly it raced along your pulses! - Martha Ostenso
Ah, life, life, how madly, how cruelly it raced along your pulses!
Time, designing slowly, swiftly; Time, destroying slowly, swiftly; Time holding, possessing the earth in its tender indifference. - Martha Ostenso
Time, designing slowly, swiftly; Time, destroying slowly, swiftly; Time holding, possessing the earth in its tender indifference.
I don't see as it matters much how well you mean if it's harm you're doin'. - Martha Ostenso
I don't see as it matters much how well you mean if it's harm you're doin'.
Growing old was simply a process of drawing closer to that ultimate independence called death. - Martha Ostenso
Growing old was simply a process of drawing closer to that ultimate independence called death.
The past ... is a dim avenue down which we may walk and find the diverging paths of terror and beauty and passion. - Martha Ostenso
The past ... is a dim avenue down which we may walk and find the diverging paths of terror and beauty and passion.
There was nothing so real on the prairie as winter, nothing so memorable. - Martha Ostenso
There was nothing so real on the prairie as winter, nothing so memorable.
You have stirred the soil with your plow, my friend. It will never be the same again. - Martha Ostenso
You have stirred the soil with your plow, my friend. It will never be the same again.
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