Quotes by : Elizabeth Spencer

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

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

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

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