Southern-literature Quote by Amanda Coplin

“Riding in the herd, the sound like one constant, endless sigh; some frantic and others calm, some remembering some wrong done to them while…

— Amanda Coplin

“...She was becoming what she was destined to become...: her own person, her own independent and particular self.”

— Amanda Coplin

You belong to the earth and the earth is hard.

— Amanda Coplin

“And how does one so small and perfect in her way become an adult? The change would never occur if he kept his eye…

— Amanda Coplin

“The man said that a portion of track just up into the mountain pass had been damaged by a rockslide early that morning, and…

— Amanda Coplin

“A place to show her children: and you belong to the earth, and the earth is hard.”

— Amanda Coplin

The night has made up its mind. It’s we who are too slow, who move in the wake of events already decided for us,…

— Amanda Coplin

“She could strive for perfection only in certain, few things; beyond that, it was important only to be tidy.”

— Amanda Coplin

“She revered solitude, but only because there was the possibility of breaking it. Of communing at last with another.”

— Amanda Coplin

“It was only too bad that to gossip and support mean ideas was easier and more enjoyable, really, than to keep quiet and know…

— Amanda Coplin

“And that was the point of children, thought Caroline Meddey: to bind us to the earth and to the present, to distract us from…

— Amanda Coplin

“Up the Columbia, the water splashing steadily against the hull; past Orondo and Entiat, the orchards along the benches materializing in the dawn.”

— Amanda Coplin