Yes, but there was the land. Money and food are eaten and gone, and if there is not sun and rain in proportion, there is again hunger.
This is I. I am as you see me. I do not care to be otherwise.
This imperial woman, so diverse and rich in her genius, might have chosen her own greatness had she been able to single one gift above another, but she could not make her own choice of what she loved...
This country of his was not like some others he had heard of, where only in war was there work enough to be done. He had often sat listening in the tea shop to those who talked of things they had seen...
That is what I hate most about this war game. It cuts off communication between peoples. We cannot ask questions and so we cannot get answers.
Now although it is said that lords of war should be subservient in a nation to the civil governors of the people, it is a thing known and proved that the power goes always to the armed man and the man...
Love changes, she replied. When the flame dies, the glow remains, but it no longer centers upon one human creature and it warms the whole soul. Then the soul looks at all human creatures with love dif...
Know thy neighbor as thyself. That is, comprehend his hardships and understand his position, deal with his faults as gently as with your own. Do not judge him where you do not judge yourself...this is...
It is but another war somewhere. Who knows what all this fighting to and fro is about? But so it has been since I was a lad and so will it be after I am dead and well I know it.
In a strange and ominous way the fate of women everywhere in the world is linked with the trend toward fascism. To delay might mean to be compelled to silence.
I wish to produce the fruit of my brain for my country’s good. A mere dog may fill the earth with the fruit of his body!
I reminded myself that time takes care of many things. Asia had thought me that.
He had collected from every place where he had hid his little stores of gain and he had borrowed all he could, and he could not even have had this except by bitter, frugal living.
For this Mary’s words were not surcharged with oversubtle meaning. No, she spoke them out swiftly and with sharp clearness and each word had its own weight and meaning and no more, good tools of her m...
But is strength comfort for a woman?
And to him war was a thing like earth and sky and water and why it was no one knew but only that it was.
Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.
It may be that religion is dead, and if it is, we had better know it and set ourselves to try to discover other sources of moral strength before it is too late.
Women are so strange and their tempers are uncertain, and mothers are the strangest of all, for they see fears and harms about their children where there are no such things.
She returned full of talk about the streets, wondering at sights which others would not notice and seeing beauty in strange places.