He who steps on stones is glad to feel the smallest spray of moss beneath his feet.
Though I have had no adventures, I feel capable of them. - Anna Katharine Green
Though I have had no adventures, I feel capable of them.
- Anna Katharine Green
There is no suffering like a child's, terrified by a secret which it dare not for some reason disclose. - Anna Katharine Green
There is no suffering like a child's, terrified by a secret which it dare not for some reason disclose.
The very shadows seem to listen. - Anna Katharine Green
The very shadows seem to listen.
There are two kinds of artists in this world; those that work because the spirit is in them, and they cannot be silent if they would, and those that … - Anna Katharine Green
There are two kinds of artists in this world; those that work because the spirit is in them, and they cannot be silent if they would, and those that …
faces deceive, and the loveliness of youth is not like the loveliness of age - an absolute mirror of the soul within. - Anna Katharine Green
faces deceive, and the loveliness of youth is not like the loveliness of age - an absolute mirror of the soul within.
The hand will often reveal more than the countenance. - Anna Katharine Green
The hand will often reveal more than the countenance.
The finger of suspicion never forgets the way it has once pointed. - Anna Katharine Green
The finger of suspicion never forgets the way it has once pointed.
He who steps on stones is glad to feel the smallest spray of moss beneath his feet. - Anna Katharine Green
It was the smile which runs before a promise. - Anna Katharine Green
It was the smile which runs before a promise.
Login to join the discussion
Login to join the discussion