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You wouldn’t think that sorrow could be a light, would you, dearie? But it can. And then after that, service lights it. Yes. . . . I think that is what love is to a woman . . . a lantern in her hand.

Bess Streeter Aldrich

In 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler’s dream.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Book Dream Rivers
For though love has been ridiculed and disgraced, exchanged and bartered, dragged through the courts, and sold for thirty pieces of silver, the bright, steady glow of its fire still shines on the hearth-stones of countless homes.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Fire Home Shine
thoughts are acrobats, agile and quite often untrustworthy.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Acrobats Quite Untrustworthy
Katherine it was who took upon herself the complete charge of [Junior’s] speech. Not an insignificant “have went” nor an infinitesimal
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Home Mother Running
Except for our higher order of minds we are like the little moles under the earth carrying out blindly the work of digging, thinking our own dark passage-ways constitute all there is to the world.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Dark Order Thinking
A great many good-natured folks contend that incarceration for a couple of years would prove the best way to dispose of them.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Couple Dispose Great Incarceration
You wouldn’t think that sorrow could be a light, would you, dearie? But it can. And then after that, service lights it. Yes. . . . I think that is what love is to a woman . . . a lantern in her hand.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Hand Love Sorrow Woman
not all clever words are true. … And inversely most things that are true are not clever.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Clever Cleverness Inversely
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart…filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Christmas Song Xmas
You have to dream things out. It keeps a kind of an ideal before you. You see it first in your mind and then you set about to try and make it like the ideal. If you want a garden,-why, I guess you’ve got to dream a garden.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Dream Garden Mind
Regardless of the popular literary trend of the times, write the thing which lies close to your heart.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Heart Lying Writing
When I was young I had no means or time, and now I have the means and time, I have no youth.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Irony Mean Youth
They are the most painful tears in the world … the tears of the aged … for they come from dried beds where the emotions have long burned low.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Age Emotion Long Tears
Things last so much longer than people.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Lasts Longer People
It takes a small town to keep you humble.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Humble Keep Small Towns
It was true, she thought, that the big things awe us but the little things touch us.
BESS STREETER ALDRICH

Bigs Little Things