It seems to me that the earth may be borrowed but not bought. It may be used, but not owned. ... We are tenants and not possessors, lovers and not masters. - Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
In the beginning of his sleep, he cried out, "Flag!"It was not his own voice that called. It was a boy's voice. Somewhere beyond the sink-hole, past the magnolia, under the live oaks, a boy and a yearling ran side by side, and were gone forever. - Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts. - Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings