there was not a tree on the place, only the horrible prickly pear bushes thrusting out their distorted arms as if exulting in their own nakedness. Ethel M. Dell More Quotes by Ethel M. Dell More Quotes From Ethel M. Dell Promises were made for people who do not trust each other. Ethel M. Dell made people promise we are all given the ingredients of happiness, but the mixing is left to ourselves. Ethel M. Dell mixing ingredients happiness Death is the opening-and the closing-of a Door. Ethel M. Dell closing grief doors There is no such thing as time for those who are happy. For the others - there is nothing else. Ethel M. Dell time Quite a small spoke is enough to stop a wheel - even a mighty big wheel - if it's going too fast. Ethel M. Dell speed wheels enough What the world, social and political, concrete and mental, really needs is not new things, but the old things made new. Ethel M. Dell old-things political needs I love humility in a woman. It's so rare. With man, of course, it is practically extinct. Ethel M. Dell courses humility men People have a way of thinking that everything is finished when the very best of all may yet be in store. Ethel M. Dell may people thinking I haven't hurt you ... if I have, it's the faithful wound of a friend. Ethel M. Dell faithful hurt friendship What we once fling away never comes again to us. Ethel M. Dell fling rejection That's the worst of doctors. They are so keen about the body, but they don't study the soul at all. Ethel M. Dell doctors body soul If you didn't sit with your head in the clouds so perpetually you wouldn't get so many shocks. Ethel M. Dell unawareness shock clouds
