Love Itself Draws On A Woman Nearly

I Like Trees Because They Seem More Resigned To The Way They Have To Live Than Other Things Do.

Religion And Art Spring From The Same Root And Are Close Kin.

There Was A New Kind Of Strength In The Gravity Of Her Face, And Her Colors Still Gave Her That Look Of Deep-seated Health And Ardor.

Many People Seem To Think That Art Is A Luxury To Be Imported And Tacked On To Life. Art Springs Out Of The Very Stuff That Life Is Made Of. Most Of Our Young Authors Start To Write A Story And Make A Few Observations From Nature To Add Local Color. The Results Are Invariably False And Hollow. Art Must Spring Out Of The Fullness And Richness Of Life.

There Is Often A Good Deal Of The Child Left In People Who Have Had To Grow Up Too Soon.