Surely the novel should be a form of art - but art was not enough. It must contain not only the perfection of art, but the imperfection of nature. Ellen Glasgow More Quotes by Ellen Glasgow More Quotes From Ellen Glasgow Life may take away happiness. But it can't take away having had it. Ellen Glasgow may happiness If broken hearts could kill, the earth would be as dead as the moon. Ellen Glasgow grief moon heart The suitable is the last thing we ever want. Ellen Glasgow suitable lasts want There is in every human being, I think, a native country of the mind, where, protected by inaccessible barriers, the sensitive dream life may exist safely. Ellen Glasgow dream country thinking Women like to sit down with trouble - as if it were knitting. Ellen Glasgow knitting women trouble No idea is so antiquated that it was not once modern. No idea is so modern that it will not someday be antiquated. Ellen Glasgow someday modern ideas . . . every tree near our house had a name of its own and a special identity. This was the beginning of my love for natural things, for earth and sky, for roads and fields and woods, for trees and grass and flowers; a love which has been second only to my sense of enduring kinship with birds and animals, and all inarticulate creatures. Ellen Glasgow flower animal love The surest way of winning love is to look as if you didn't need it. Ellen Glasgow winning love-is way As far back as I remember, long before I could write, I had played at making stories. But not until I was seven or more, did I begin to pray every night, "O God, let me write books! Please, God, let me write books!" Ellen Glasgow writing night book though pleasure may be purchasable, happiness cannot be bought for a price. Ellen Glasgow pleasure may happiness But there is, I have learned, no permanent escape from the past. It may be an unrecognized law of our nature that we should be drawn back, inevitably, to the place where we have suffered most. Ellen Glasgow law may past It was a perfect spring afternoon, and the air was filled with vague, roving scents, as if the earth exhaled the sweetness of hidden flowers. Ellen Glasgow flower air spring No matter how vital experience might be while you lived it, no sooner was it ended and dead than it became as lifeless as the piles of dry dust in a school history book. Ellen Glasgow dust book school Happiness is a hardy annual. Ellen Glasgow annuals hardy happiness The share of the sympathetic publisher in the author's success - the true success so different from the ephemeral - is apt to be overlooked in these blatant days, so it is just as well that some of us should keep it in mind. Ellen Glasgow ephemeral different mind To mourn was distressing, but to endeavor to mourn and fail was worse than distress. Ellen Glasgow endeavor failing grief Theories have nothing to do with life. Ellen Glasgow theory So long as the serpent continues to crawl on the ground, the primary influence of woman will be indirect. Ellen Glasgow indirect influence long To drink for pleasure may be a distraction, but to drink from misery is always a danger. Ellen Glasgow misery drinking may So long as one is able to pose one has still much to learn about suffering. Ellen Glasgow able suffering long
