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Agnes Sligh Turnbull (October 14, 1888, New Alexandria, Pennsylvania – January 31, 1982, Livingston, New Jersey) was a bestselling American writer, most noted for her works of historical fiction based in her native Western Pennsylvania.

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A country-bred man can always learn to get on with city people, but a town-bred fellah never gets the real hang of the country. You can put city polish on a man, but by golly, it seems you can't ever rub it off him.

Country, Learn, Man, Men, Real

Learn to drink the cup of life as it comes.

Acceptance, Cup, Cups, Learn, Life, One Day

Do you know that the tendrils of graft and corruption have become mighty interlacing roots so that even men who would like to be honest are tripped and trapped by them?

Honest, Know, Men, Roots, Tendrils

Burning logs can carry on quite a conversation!. . . Have you ever heard apple wood talking? It's the most loquacious of all. You really can't get a word in edgeways.

Apples, Fire, Loquacious, Talking, Wood

The idea of perfection always gives one a chance to talk without knowing facts.

Chance, Giving, Ideas, Knowing, Perfection

There is only one thing about which I shall have no regrets when my life ends. I have savored to the full all the small, daily joys. The bright sunshine on the breakfast table; the smell of the air at dusk; the sound of the clock ticking; the light rains that start gently after midnight; the hour when the family come home; Sunday-evening tea before the fire! I have never missed one moment of beauty, not even taken it for granted. Spring, summer, autumn, or winter. I wish I had failed as little in other ways.

Breakfast, Bright, Regret, Spring, Summer

the human soul, by once suffering as much as it is capable of, purchases a strange and terrible immunity to all the rest of life's sorrows.

Rest Of Life, Sorrows, Soul, Strange, Suffering, Terrible

There is still vitality under the winter snow, even though to the casual eye it seems to be dead.

Eye, Snow, Under, Vitality, Winter

[On religion:] Wasn't it invented by man for a kind of solace? It's as though he had said, 'I'll make me a nice comfortable garment to shut out the heat and the cold,' and then it ends by becoming a strait-jacket.

Kind, Men, Nice, Religion, Solace

When the desire ain't on me I don't need help. When it is on me I don't want any. See? Like the old fellah that never mended his roof. Said on a wet day he couldn't do it and on a dry day it was as good as anybody's.

Desire, Dry, Needs, Said, Wet

You must learn to drink the cup of life as it comes. . . without stirring it up from the bottom. That's where the bitter dregs are!

Bitter, Cup, Cups, Drink, Life, Stirring

I think we foreshorten our own viewpoint if we consider any state of mind, or society, or government as final. Growth and change! We can't get away from them.

Change, Final, Government, Think, Thinking

If a diplomat says yes, he means perhaps. If he says perhaps he means no. And if he says no, he's the hell of a diplomat.

Diplomat, Diplomats, Hell, Mean, Perhaps, Says

Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really.

Dog, Dogs, Fault, Life, Lives, Pet

Defeat in itself was part and parcel of the great gambling game of politics. A man who could not accept it and try again was not of the stuff of which leaders are made.

Defeat, Gambling, Leadership, Man, Women

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