Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
When a wave of love takes over a human being... such an exaltation takes him that he knows he has put his finger on the pulse of the great secret and the great answer.
We need above all, I think, a certain remoteness from urban confusion.
The individual man is transitory, but the pulse of life and of growth goes on after he is gone, buried under a wreath of magnolia leaves.
A part of the placidity of the South comes from the sense of well-being that follows the heart-and-body-warming consumption of breads fresh from the oven. We serve cold baker's bread to our enemies, trusting that they will never impose on our hospitality again.
Writing is agony for me. I work at it eight hours every day, hoping to get six pages, but I am satisfied with three.
No man should have proprietary rights over land who does not use that land wisely and lovingly.
I can only tell you that when long soul-searching and a combination of circumstances delivered me of my last prejudices, there was an exalted sense of liberation. It was not the Negro who became free, but I.
It seems to me that the earth may be borrowed but not bought. It may be used but not owned. We are tenants, not possessors, lovers and not masters.Collection: Earth
A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one.Collection: Love
Who owns Cross Creek? The red-birds, I think, more than I, for they will have their nests even in the face of delinquent mortgages..It seems to me that the earth may be borrowed, but not bought. It may be used, but not owned. It gives itself in response to love and tending, offers its sesonal flowering and fruiting. But we are tenants and not possessors, lovers, and not masters. Cross Creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and the seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time..."Collection: Rain
I do not understand how anyone can live without some small place of enchantment to turn to.Collection: Religion
We cannot live without the Earth or apart from it, and something is shrivelled in a man's heart when he turns away from it and concerns himself only with the affairs of menCollection: Heart
Fear is the most easily taught of all lessons, and the fight against terror, real or imagined, is perhaps the history of man's mind.Collection: Fear
Readers themselves, I think, contribute to a book. They add their own imaginations, and it is as though the writer only gave them something to work on, and they did the rest.Collection: Book
Here in Florida the seasons move in and out like nuns in soft clothing, making no rustle in their passing.Collection: Moving
A woman never forgets the men she could have had; a man, the women he couldn'tCollection: Men
Food imaginatively and lovingly prepared, and eaten in good company, warms the being with something more than the mere intake of calories. I cannot conceive of cooking for friends or family, under reasonable conditions, as being a chore.Collection: Cooking
Magic birds were dancing in the mystic marsh. The grass swayed with them, and the shallow waters, and the earth fluttered under them. The earth was dancing with the cranes, and the low sun, and the wind and sky.Collection: Wind
Cross Creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and the seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time.Collection: Rain
But to make the intangible tangible, to pick the emotion out of the air and make it true for others, is both the blessing and the curse of the writer, for the thing between book covers is never as beautiful as the thing he imagined.Collection: Beautiful
It's very important to be just to other people. It takes years and years of living to learn that injustice against oneself is always unimportant.Collection: Years
Hemingway, damn his soul, makes everything he writes terrifically exciting (and incidentally makes all us second-raters seem positively adolescent) by the seemingly simple expedient of the iceberg principle - three-fourths of the substance under the surface. He comes closer that way to retaining the magic of the original, unexpressed idea or emotion, which is always more stirring than any words. But just try and do it!Collection: Writing
Life is strong stuff, some of us can bear more of it than others.Collection: Strong
A man'll seem like a person to a woman, year in, year out. She'll put up and she'll put up. Then one day he'll do something maybe no worse than what he's been a-doing all his life. She'll look at him. And without no warning he'll look like a varmint.Collection: Men
Two elements enter into successful and happy gatherings at table. The food, whether simple or elaborate, must be carefully prepared; willingly prepared; imaginatively prepared. And the guests - friends, family or strangers - must be conscious of their welcome.Collection: Successful
Words began fights and words ended them.Collection: Fighting
It is not death that kills us, but life. We are done to death by life.Collection: Life And Death
the truth is artistically fallacious.Collection: Truth
He who tries to forget a woman, never loved herCollection: Trying
Sift each of us through the great sieve of circumstance and you have a residue, great or small as the case may be, that is the man or the woman.Collection: Men
The best fish in the world are of course those one catches oneself.Collection: Food
Lives are only one with living. How dare we, in our egos, claim catastrophe in the rise and fall of the individual entity? There is only Life, and we are beads strung on its strong and endless thread.Collection: Strong
to comfort any mortal against loneliness, one other is enough.Collection: Loneliness
people in general are totally unable to detach the personality of a writer from the products of his thinking.Collection: Thinking
They were all too tightly bound together, men and women, creatures wild and tame, flowers, fruits and leaves, to ask that any one be spared. As long as the whole continued, the earth could go about its business.Collection: Flower
Garlic, like perfume, must be used with discretion and on the proper occasions.Collection: Food
I have found that each of my books has developed out of something I have written in a previous book. Some thought evidently unfinished.Collection: Book
It is impossible to be among the woods animals on their own ground without a feeling of expanding one's own world, as when any foreign country is visited.Collection: Country
Now he understood. This was death. Death was a silence that gave back no answer.Collection: Silence
Information can be passed from one to another, like a silver dollar. There's absolutely no wisdom except what you learn for yourself.Collection: Wisdom
the inferred is always more effective than the obvious.Collection: Obvious
Ants in the house seem to be, not intruders, but the owners.Collection: House
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.Collection: Grieving
it is my conviction that the personality of the writer has nothing to do with the literate product of his mind. And publicity in this case embarrasses me because I am acutely conscious of how far short the book falls of the artistry I am struggling to achieve. It's like being caught half-dressed.Collection: Struggle
Men had reached into the scrub and along its boundaries, had snatched what they could get and had gone away, uneasy in that vast indifferent peace; for a man was nothing, crawling ant-like among the myrtle bushes under the pines. Now they were gone, it was as though they had never been. The silence of the scrub was primordial. The wood-thrush crying across it might have been the first bird in the world-or the last.Collection: Men
...a pie so delicate, so luscious, that I hope to be propped up on my dying bed and fed a generous portion. Then I think that I should refuse outright to die, for life would be too good to relinquish.Collection: Thinking
Now, having left cities behind me, turned Away forever from the strange, gregarious Huddling of men by stones, I find those various Great towns I knew fused into one, burned Together in the fire of my despising.Collection: Men
No, I most certainly do not think advertising people are wonderful. I think they are horrible, and the worst menace to mankind, next to war; perhaps ahead of war. They stand for the material viewpoint, for the importance of possessions, of desire, of envy, of greed. And war comes from these things.Collection: War
You kin tame a bear. You kin tame a wild-cat and you kin tame a panther. ... You kin tame arything, son, excusin' the human tongue.Collection: Cat
For myself, the Creek satisfies a thing that had gone hungry and unfed since childhood days. I am often lonely. Who is not? But I should be lonelier in the heart of a city.Collection: Lonely