Quotes by : Mary MacLane

I shall have to miss forever some beautiful, wonderful things because of that wretched, lonely childhood.....

I Don’t Know whether lust is a human coarseness or a human fineness: I don’t know why death holds....

As I stand among the barren gulches in these days and look away at the slow-awakening hills of Montana,....

From insipid sweet wine; from men who wear moustaches; from the sort of people that call legs 'limbs';....

I am a selfish, conceited, impudent little animal, it is true, but, after all, I am only one grand conglomeration....

One's thoughts are one's most crucial adventures. Seriously and strongly and intently to contemplate....

But no matter how ferociously pitiable is the dried up graveyard, the sand and barrenness and the sluggish....

It is of the dubious inevitable side of human nature—like gold teeth and tinned salmon and bastard....

It is the trivial little facts about anything that describe it the most effectively.

May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity— a virtuous woman.....