Quotes by : Glendon Swarthout

And one by one, driven to exhaustion, trapped by fence and horses and bewilderment, under an immaculate....

If others fell by the wayside, dear women and strong, loved by men, how had she, single and unloved,....

The weather wouldn't settle down. It would rain cats and dogs, then stop, then drip awhile, then stop....

You shut your door to these poor women," he said so they could hear him, "and you'll answer for it the....