“Then there were long, lazy summer afternoons when there was nothing to do but read. And dream. And watch the town go by to supper. I think that is why our great men and women so often have sprung from small towns, or villages. They have had time to dream in their adolescence. No cars to catch, no matinees, no city streets, none of the teeming, empty, energy-consuming occupations of the city child. Little that is competitive, much that is unconsciously absorbed at the most impressionable period, long evenings for reading, long afternoons in the fields or woods.”

“Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little.”

“If American politics are too dirty for women to take part in, there's something wrong with American politics.”

“Roast beef, medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy.”

“Life can't defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death.”

“Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.”

“Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.”

“Life cannot defeat a writer who is in love with writing - for life itself is a writer's love until death.”

“Living in the past is a dull and lonely business looking back strains the neck muscles causes you to bump into people not going your way.”

“I am not belittling the brave pioneer men but the sunbonnet as well as the sombrero has helped to settle this glorious land of ours.”

“People in big empty places are likely to behave very much as the gods did on Olympus.”