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“It is not fashionable anymore, I suppose, to have a regard for one's mother in the way my brother and I had then, in the mid-1950s, when the noise outside the window was mostly wind and sea chime.”

Way Mother Sea Brother Wind Window Regard Noise My Brother Fashionable Chimes

Book:Let The Great World Spin

Source: Let The Great World Spin

“Just about everything significant in my life happened after I passed forty. I was a housewife and mother, but yearned to be a writer. I worked at my writing whenever I could snatch a moment, and I assembled several manuscripts. I was just about forty when my first novel, East Wind, West Wind, was published. Then a few months later came The Good Earth. My career was launched at last, and it has given me the richest possible satisfaction”

Writing Firsts Moments Earth Lasts Mother Given Careers Novel Happened Wind Months West Satisfaction East Significant Forty Housewife Manuscripts Life Happens Good Earth

Author:Pearl S. Buck

“Tranquillity consisteth in a steadiness of the mind; and how can that vessel that is beaten upon by contrary waves and winds, and tottereth to either part, be said to keep a steady course? Resolution is the only mother of security.”

Mind Said Mother Courses Security Wind Quiet Wave Contrary Resolution Steady Beaten Vessel Tranquillity Steadiness

Book:Works

Source: Works

“My mother is a good woman - a very good woman - and I am, I think, not quite all criminality, but we do not pull together. I am a piece of machinery which, not understanding, my mother winds up the wrong way, setting all the wheels of my composition going in creaking discord.”

Thinking Way Together Mother Understanding Pieces Wind Very Good Setting Settings Wheels Composition Machinery Wrong Way Discord Good Woman Criminality

Book:My Brilliant Career

Source: My Brilliant Career

“The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss Betsey could forbear glancing that way. As the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets, and after a few seconds of such repose, fell into a violent flurry, tossing their wild arms about, as if their late confidences were really too wicked for their peace of mind.”

Source: The Personal History of David Copperfield ... With Frontispiece by H. K. Browne