To know God as He really is-in His essential nature and character-is to arrive at a citadel of peace that circumstances may storm, but can never capture.

Dreams carried around in one’s heart for years, if they are dreams that have God’s approval, have a way of suddenly materializing.

I sat there thinking about how all real music has to be born in the human spirit. Well, these ballads surely had been. There was something childlike and basic about them, an absence of sham or pretense.

Always their men would be fighters, quick to take offense, slow to forgive. To their children and to their children’s children they would hand down their love of race, their personal loyalties, their stubbornnesses, their distrust of governments, their servility to no man. These are their strengths and their weaknesses, their glory – and sometimes, Christy, their damnation.

By jiminy, we do own the only newspaper in town. There must be some way we can use it to do some good there.” – Mr. Wallace.

A holiday would be a poor thing indeed without a great deal of game playing!

Don’t need no more of this world’s goods. Some folks gits plumb mesmerized when paper money is shook afore their eyes.

Fixin’ onything is man’s work,” came Opal’s firm answer. Tearin’ down or killin’, that thar’s easy. Any addle-pated fool kin pull the trigger of a rifle-gun or fling a rock. It’s fixin’ that’s hard, takes a heap more doin’.

In my journal I logged this comment: “On the day that I was officially a grown woman, I felt anything but feminine rather, befouled from the sweat of hard physical labor and the stinking mud. I wanted nothing so much as to sleep for a week.

There are precious things you can’t pack and take with you, like the all-pervasive fragrance of honeysuckle.