What A Man Does In His Own

I Am An Inveterate Homemaker, It Is At Once My Pleasure, My Recreation, And My Handicap. Were I A Man, My Books Would Have Been Written In Leisure, Protected By A Wife And A Secretary And Various Household Officials. As It Is, Being A Woman, My Work Has Had To Be Done Between Bouts Of Homemaking.

Some Are Kissing Mothers And Some Are Scolding Mothers, But It Is Love Just The Same, And Most Mothers Kiss And Scold Together.

Iowans Know Themselves And What They Are Doing. They Are Doing Well.

You Are Free When You Gain Back Yourself,” Madame Wu Said. “you Can Be As Free Within These Walls As You Could Be In The Whole World. And How Could You Be Free If, However Far You Wander, You Still Carry Inside Yourself The Constant Thought Of Him? See Where You Belong In The Stream Of Life. Let It Flow Through You, Cool And Strong. Do Not Dam It With Your Two Hands, Lest He Break The Dam And So Escape You. Let Him Go Free, And You Will Be Free.

Just About Everything Significant In My Life Happened After I Passed Forty. I Was A Housewife And Mother, But Yearned To Be A Writer. I Worked At My Writing Whenever I Could Snatch A Moment, And I Assembled Several Manuscripts. I Was Just About Forty When My First Novel, East Wind, West Wind, Was Published. Then A Few Months Later Came The Good Earth. My Career Was Launched At Last, And It Has Given Me The Richest Possible Satisfaction