“It never registered to them that I had time to read all of Balzac, Dickens, and Stendhal while Papa was dying, not… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“To each other, they talked at a gallop. Literature turned them on; their ideas flowed, ran back and forth like a current.… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“His house to me was a child was a heart of happiness. If there is a wonder childhood possesses which makes it… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“He read it over twenty times and though the darkness that sang on held steady about him, the unhurried words fell bright… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“August in Mississippi is different from July. As to heat, it is not a question of degree but of kind. July heat… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“It never registered to them that I had time to read all of Balzac, Dickens, and Stendhal while Papa was dying, not to mention… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“To each other, they talked at a gallop. Literature turned them on; their ideas flowed, ran back and forth like a current. (The Cousins)” — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“His house to me was a child was a heart of happiness. If there is a wonder childhood possesses which makes it forever superior… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“He read it over twenty times and though the darkness that sang on held steady about him, the unhurried words fell bright through his… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“August in Mississippi is different from July. As to heat, it is not a question of degree but of kind. July heat is furious,… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
