Quotes by : Elizabeth Spencer

His house to me was a child was a heart of happiness. If there is a wonder childhood possesses which....

He read it over twenty times and though the darkness that sang on held steady about him, the unhurried....

But in the earlier hours, or so I have read, they still have got their daylight minds. It takes the midnight....

August in Mississippi is different from July. As to heat, it is not a question of degree but of kind.....