“There was gray train smoke over the town most days, it smelled of travel, of transcontinental trains about to flash by, of… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
I realize more and more how instinctively pessimistic I am of all human kindness -- since I am always so bowled over by it… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
For a genius to be a genius, he must have a selfless slave between himself and the world. — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
The human comedy is always tragic, but since its ingredients are always the same - dupe, fox, straight, like burlesque skits - the repetition… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
Joe and Jojo and I had lovely day together. I love Joe so much - more and more. — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
You woke in the morning with the weight of doom on your head. You lay with eyes shut wondering why you dreaded the day;… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
Satire is people as they are; romanticism, people as they would like to be; realism, people as they seem with their insides left out. — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
Rage swept over her at being young, young and little, as if some evil fairy had put that spell on her. Why must you… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
Hold fast to whatever fragments of love that exist, for sometimes a mosaic is more beautiful than an unbroken pattern. — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
I think we will have a boy baby and he will be born on the 20th of August. Everyone else has a girl baby… — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
There is really one city for everyone just as there is one major love. — Dawn Powell Copy Share Image
