“This was his mind, a storehouse, a computer programmed to life, minute by minute, hour by hour, day and night.” — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
“There was no need to hurry that future—yet the length of his own youth pressed upon him. Whatever he was to do… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
“Crowds moved wherever he went, across the bridge to Manhattan, in New York, wherever he went, life flowed and eddied, but he… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
“To take each day as a separate page, to be read carefully, savoring all of the details, this is best for me,… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
