the occasional cries of a lost loon, strayed from its flock in northern migration, fill the swamp with sounds of wailing. — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
“Comstock, "but I left a wrong impression with you. I don't want” — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
No one in the whole world knows all a man's bignesses and all his littlenesses as his wife does — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
To my way of thinking and working, the greatest service a piece of fiction can do any reader is to force him to lay… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
In the economy of nature nothing is ever lost. I cannot belive that the soul of man shall prove the one exception — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
“Elnora lifted the violin and began to play. She wore a school dress of green gingham, with the sleeves rolled to the elbows. She… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
“Young people," she said solemnly, "if your studying science and the elements has ever led you to feel that things just happen, kind of… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
the friend in need is the one who is the friend in deed; ... if people were not friends in need, there was every… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
There was an exquisitely beautiful conception in my brain when I did this piece of work all alone from midnight until morning after the… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
One feature about Los Angeles that I particularly love is the chance for association with all kinds of creative artists, a thing I never… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
I write as the birds sing, because I must, and usually from the same source of inspiration. — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
How a big majority of book critics and authors have come to believe and to teach that no book is true to life unless… — Gene Stratton-Porter Copy Share Image
