“ You could not stop the winds and you could not stop Time. It went on and on,-and on. Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ Regardless of the popular literary trend of the times, write the thing which lies close to your heart. Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ What makes it smell so sweet?" they wanted to know. "Because everything,--every little wild plum-blossom, every little tiny crocus and anemone and violet and every tree-bud and grass-blade is working… Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ 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 to make it like the ideal. If you want a garden,-why, I guess you've g… Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ 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 a melody that would last forever. Even tho… Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ 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
“ Abbie would stop in her work and utter a prayer for him,—and, sent as it were from the bow of a mother's watchful care, bound by the cord of a mother's love, the little winged arrow on its flight must… Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ There are many memories. but I'll tell you the one I like to think of best of all. It's just a homely everyday thing, but to me it is the happiest of them all. It is evening time here in the old house… Bess Streeter Aldrich
“ Small wonder that love would break under circumstances like these. Standing there in the soddie door, she seemed two personalities. One argued bitterly that it was impossible for love to keep going wh… Bess Streeter Aldrich
