Ellen Glasgow
Ellen Glasgow
Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgowwas an American novelist who portrayed the changing world of the contemporary south...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 April 1873
CityRichmond, VA
CountryUnited States of America
sacrifice people neighbor
Conscience represents a fetich to which good people sacrifice their own happiness, bad people their neighbors'.
men youth human-nature
Youth is the period of harsh judgments, and a man seldom learns until he reaches thirty that human nature is made up not of simples, but of compounds.
bird form engaging
Few forms of life are so engaging as birds.
jealousy anger heart
anger and jealousy are spasms of the nerves, not of the heart.
may today emotion
the old alone have finality. What is true of the young today may be false tomorrow. They are enveloped in emotion; and emotion as a state of being is fluent and evanescent.
grief passion heart
Youth is the season of tragedy and despair. Youth is the time when one's whole life is entangled in a web of identity, in a perpetual maze of seeking and of finding, of passion and of disillusion, of vague longings and of nameless griefs, of pity that is a blade in the heart, and of 'all the little emptiness of love.
sin cruelty
Cruelty is the only sin.
reality ideas flying
To seize the flying thought before it escapes us is our only touch with reality.
war people enjoy
The worst thing about war is that so many people enjoy it.
dream country thinking
There is in every human being, I think, a native country of the mind, where, protected by inaccessible barriers, the sensitive dream life may exist safely.
drinking may misery
To drink for pleasure may be a distraction, but to drink from misery is always a danger.
mind ephemeral different
The share of the sympathetic publisher in the author's success - the true success so different from the ephemeral - is apt to be overlooked in these blatant days, so it is just as well that some of us should keep it in mind.
distance passion light
idealism, that gaudy coloring matter of passion, fades when it is brought beneath the trenchant white light of knowledge. Ideals, like mountains, are best at a distance.
human-nature humans human-beings
I liked human beings, but I did not love human nature.