Even one well-made observation will be enough in many cases, just as one well-constructed experiment often suffices for the establishment of a law.
I read Betty Smith's "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn," all of Shirley Jackson's books, which I loved.
When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.
Some things, when they change, never do return to the way they once were. Butterflies for instance, and women who've been in love with the wrong man too often.
I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real. . . . Once I got to my desk, once I started writing, I still believed anything was possible.
There are some things, after all, that Sally Owens knows for certain: Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.
Real love, after all, was worth the price you paid, however briefly it might last.
War is behavior with roots in the single cell of the primeval seas. Eat whatever you touch or it will eat you.
It is the starved imagination, not the well nourished, that is afraid.
Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind
There are more active volcanoes beneath the sea than on land by two orders of magnitude.