Love is the light that you see by.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHLove is the light that you see by.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHYou 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 ALDRICHthoughts are acrobats, agile and quite often untrustworthy.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHA great many good-natured folks contend that incarceration for a couple of years would prove the best way to dispose of them.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHFor 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 ALDRICHKatherine it was who took upon herself the complete charge of [Junior’s] speech. Not an insignificant “have went” nor an infinitesimal
BESS STREETER ALDRICHThere is no division nor subtraction in the heart-arithmetic of a good mother. There are only addition and multiplication.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHSometime in their lives, everybody wanted to go home.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHChristmas 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 ALDRICHRegardless of the popular literary trend of the times, write the thing which lies close to your heart.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHIt was true, she thought, that the big things awe us but the little things touch us.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHBiggest affirmative argument I know in favor of ‘If a man die, shall he live again?’ is just the way you feel inside you that nothin’ can stop you from livin’ on.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHJunior was eleven. The statement is significant. There are a few peevish people in the world who believe that all eleven-year-old boys ought to be hung. Others, less irritable, think that gently chloroforming them would seem more humane.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHExcept 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 ALDRICHThey 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 ALDRICHIn 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler’s dream.
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