You want the vote so badly that you think it worth while to become hysterical over it.' 'There is not much hysteria… — Stella Benson Hysteria Copy Share Image
“Now there is hardly anything but magic abroad before seven o'clock in the morning. Only the disciples of magic like getting their… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
“The hoarse church-bells of London ring; The hoarser horns of London croak; The poor brown lives of London cling About the poor… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
“I want to go out into the country, I want to thread the pale Spring air, and hear the lambs cry. I… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
The more committees you belong to, the less of ordinary life you will understand. When your daily round becomes nothing more than… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
Californians have brought suburb-making almost to an art. Their cities and their country-side are equally suburban. No-one has a country house in… — Stella Benson Art Copy Share Image
“It is a place of fine weather, and this is a book of fine weather, a book written in Spring. I will… — Stella Benson Book Copy Share Image
always there is a sort of dream of air between you and the hills of California, a veil of unreality in the… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
There are, broadly speaking, two kinds of workers in the world, the people who do all the work, and the people who… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
Nearly everybody in San Francisco writes poetry. Few San Franciscans would admit this, but most of them would rather like to have… — Stella Benson Franciscans Copy Share Image
