Mary Webb
Mary Webb
Mary Webbwas an English romantic novelist and poet of the early 20th century, whose work is set chiefly in the Shropshire countryside and among Shropshire characters and people which she knew. Her novels have been successfully dramatized, most notably the film Gone to Earth in 1950 by Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger. They inspired the famous parody Cold Comfort Farm...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 March 1881
poet aim knows
If you know much about your work - why you work, how you work, your aims - you are probably not a poet.
nature cutting opportunity
No accident of environment or circumstance need cut us off from nature. ... It does not matter how shut in we are. Opportunity for wide experience is of small acccount in this as in other things; it is depth that brings understanding and life.
nature creative gold
Who can say which is the greater sign of creative power, the sun with its planet system swinging with governed impetus to some incalculable end, or the gold sallow catkin with its flashing system of little flies?
great-love people silence
Love unspoken is the most tremendous force in the world. One is amazed at the way in which people waste their time making speeches, agitating, praying, even. They might save their breath. The great lovers of the world, in silence, rule the world.
thinking self way
it is the way of lovers to think that none can bless or succour their love but their own selves. And there is a touch of truth in it, maybe more than a touch.
home dwelling house
But when you dwell in a house you mislike, you will look out of a window a deal more than those that are content with their dwelling.
death dream dark
For the world is founded and built up on death, and the reality of death is neither to be questioned nor feared. Death is a dark dream, but it is not a nightmare. It is mankind's lack of pity, mankind's fatal propensity for torture, that is the nightmare.
years people heaven
She had for so many years been trying to be like other people, that she was now like nothing in heaven or earth.
soul insane doe
For the more a soul conforms to the sanity of others, the more does it become insane.
loud-voices blood battle
There is surely no more unselfish person than the anthologist. For while all we others are striving to ensure our own immortality with eagerness, beguilements, buffooneries, loud voices, 'the sound of battle and garments rolled in blood,' the anthologist is quietly ensuring the immortality of somebody else.
nature silence music-is
Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.
nature passion greed
The love of nature is a passion for those in whom it once lodges. It can never be quenched. It cannot change. It is a furious, burning, physical greed, as well as a state of mystical exaltation. It will have its own.
life kindness be-kind
If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.
dream ems saddles
Saddle your dreams before you ride em.