it is the way of lovers to think that none can bless or succour their love but their own selves. And there is a touch of truth in it, maybe more than a touch.
But when you dwell in a house you mislike, you will look out of a window a deal more than those that are content with their dwelling. - Mary Webb
But when you dwell in a house you mislike, you will look out of a window a deal more than those that are content with their dwelling.
- Mary Webb
Saddle your dreams before you ride em. - Mary Webb
Saddle your dreams before you ride em.
Fragrance is the voice of inanimate things. - Mary Webb
Fragrance is the voice of inanimate things.
For the world is founded and built up on death, and the reality of death is neither to be questioned nor feared. Death is a dark dream, but it is not… - Mary Webb
For the world is founded and built up on death, and the reality of death is neither to be questioned nor feared. Death is a dark dream, but it is not…
Green is the fresh emblem of well founded hopes. In blue the spirit can wander, but in green it can rest. - Mary Webb
Green is the fresh emblem of well founded hopes. In blue the spirit can wander, but in green it can rest.
Give me good digestion, Lord, And also something to digest; but where and how that something comes I leave to Thee, who knoweth best. - Mary Webb
Give me good digestion, Lord, And also something to digest; but where and how that something comes I leave to Thee, who knoweth best.
We are tomorrow's past. - Mary Webb
We are tomorrow's past.
For the more a soul conforms to the sanity of others, the more does it become insane. - Mary Webb
For the more a soul conforms to the sanity of others, the more does it become insane.
Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions. - Mary Webb
Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.
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