Pearl S. Buck
Pearl S. Buck
Pearl Sydenstricker Buckwas an American writer and novelist. As the daughter of missionaries, Buck spent most of her life before 1934 in Zhenjiang, China. Her novel The Good Earth was the best-selling fiction book in the United States in 1931 and 1932 and won the Pulitzer Prize in 1932. In 1938, she was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature "for her rich and truly epic descriptions of peasant life in China and for her biographical masterpieces". She was the first...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth26 June 1892
CountryUnited States of America
Like Confucius of old, I am so absorbed in the wonder of the earth and the life upon it, that I cannot think of heaven and the angels.
The truth is always exciting. Speak it, then. Life is dull without it.
Life is stronger than death.
Integrity is honesty carried through the fibres of the being and the whole mind, into thought as well as action so that the person is complete in honesty. That kind of integrity I put above all else as an essential to leadership.
I know that the only completely happy life for man and for woman is their life, first together, and then with their children. I am a firm believer that no marriage can be really happy, and no home a happy one for the children as well, unless man puts woman first and woman puts man first, each for the other the giver of every good gift. Children are the fruit of this total love.
Life is the wonder with which we are all infused.
As for inhibitions, I've spent a lifetime developing them, and I don't intend to lose them.
None but the ignorant can be bored by life. To the lovers of learning, life is pure adventure shared with adventurers.
I don't wait for moods. You accomplish nothing if you do that. Your mind must know it has got to get down to work.
Nothing in life is as good as the marriage of true minds between man and woman. As good? It is life itself.
Truth is always exciting. Speak it, then; life is dull without it.
All things are possible until they are proved impossible - and even the impossible may only be so, as of now.
There is an alchemy in sorrow. It can be transmuted into wisdom, which, if it does not bring joy, can yet bring happiness.
You can judge your age by the amount of pain you feel when you come in contact with a new idea.