"The life of reality is confused, disorderly, almost always without apparent purpose, whereas in the artist's imaginat…"

"We have not approached the time when we may speak to each other, but in the mornings sometimes I have heard, echoing …"

"On the trees are only a few gnarled apples that the pickers have rejected. They look like the knuckles of Doctor Reef…"

"Everyone in the world is Christ and they are all crucified."

"You will have to know life," she declared, and her voice trembled with earnestness. She took hold of George Willard’s…"

"Love is like a wind stirring the grass beneath trees on a black night," he had said. "You must not try to be definite…"

"The young man's mind was carried away by his growing passion for dreams. One looking at him would not have thought hi…"

"We got up at four in the morning, that first day in the east. On the evening before we had climbed off a freight trai…"

"Sometimes I think we Americans are the loneliest people in the world. To be sure, we hunger for the power of affectio…"

"Writers in the twenties reacted not only to the shock of the First World War but to the values held dear in the ninet…"