Gene Stratton-Porter Quotes
If you are lazy, and accept your lot, you may live in it. If you are willing to work, you can write your name anywhere you choose.
How a big majority of book critics and authors have come to believe and to teach that no book is true to life unless it is true to the worst in life, God knows.
I write as the birds sing, because I must, and usually from the same source of inspiration.
Nature can be trusted to work her own miracle in the heart of any man whose daily task keeps him alone among her sights, sounds and silences.
there was nothing in the whole world so dreadful as the power of riches wrongly used.
In the economy of nature nothing is ever lost. I cannot belive that the soul of man shall prove the one exception
the friend in need is the one who is the friend in deed; ... if people were not friends in need, there was every likelihood that they never would be friends again in any conditions that might obtain.
The wages of sin are the hardest debts on earth to pay, and they are always collected at inconvenient times and unexpected places.
It really seems as if failure and hardship make more of a human being of folks than success.
We never know the timber of a man's soul until something cuts into him deeply and brings the grain out strong. You've the making of a mighty fine piece of furniture.
Do you know that being a stranger is the hardest thing that can happen to any one in all this world?
I do not know why it is the fate of the world always to want something different from what life gives them.
we know by the odour that occasionally we are visited by skunks, which are not poetic but very beautiful.
the occasional cries of a lost loon, strayed from its flock in northern migration, fill the swamp with sounds of wailing.
My publishers will make any kind of a beautiful book I design and send in to them, but ... For poetry they have less use than a rooster would have for skates.
Every intoxicating delight of early spring was in the air. The breeze that fanned her cheek was laden with subtle perfume and the crisp, fresh odor of unfolding leaves.
The Cardinal ... It was as if a pulsing heart of flame passed by when he came winging through the orchard.
I don't so much mind the falling, but I do seem to select the hardest spots to light on.
When any man accumulates more than he can earn with his own hands, he begins to enrich himself at the expense of the youth, the sweat, the blood, the joy of his fellow men.
The world is full of happy people but no one ever hears of them. You have to fight and make a scandal to get in the papers. No one knows about all the happy people.
Sometimes it seems to me that the more we get hurt in this world the decenter it makes us.
But Aunt Margaret doesn't like boys," objected Elnora. "Well, she likes me, and I used to be a boy.
To my way of thinking and working, the greatest service a piece of fiction can do any reader is to force him to lay it down with a higher ideal of life than he had when he took it up.
no one in the whole world knows all a man's bignesses and all his littlenesses as his wife does.
it takes the very wisest person there is to know when to talk, and when to keep still.
Tears were a blessing; they were a relief; they did wash the ache from the heart, ease brain strain, and encourage the soul.
It was a boyish thing to do and it caught the hesitating girl in the depths of her heart, as the boy element in a man ever appeals to a motherly woman.
But Aunt Margaret doesn't like boys, " objected Elnora."Well, she likes me, and I used to be a boy. ...
...The world is full of happy people but no one ever hears of them. You have to fight and make a scandal to get in the papers. No one knows about all the happy people...