I had not thought of violets of late, The wild, shy kind that springs beneath you feet In wistful April days.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

Willow trees are kind, Dear God. They will not bear a body on their limbs.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

Nothing will do me any good unless I learn to control this body of mine.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

Didacticism is the death of art.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

Blue. My God! I'm so blue that if I were a dog, I'd sit on my haunches and howl and howl and howl...

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

The rainbow is elusive, and its colors but the illumination of tears.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

Every new fad or fashion at once has its denouncers from the pulpit, platform, professor's chair.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

Picturesqueness is a lost art. We may expect at anytime to hear that a collar ad is blazing its electric lights atop of the largest pyramid.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson

It's punishment to be compelled to do what one doesn't wish.

- Alice Dunbar Nelson