Phrase by 'Mary MacLane'

You may think me crude, and probably I am crude, but I am not so crude as I was, for I am clever enough to see that the girl of nineteen who thought herself a genius was only an unusual girl writing her heart out.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Me , Heart , I Am , Girl


I do not see any beauty in self-restraint.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  See , Any , Beauty , Self-Restraint


I love devils.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Love , I Love , Devils


I want fame more than I can tell. But more than I want fame I want happiness.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Want , I Can , Happiness , Fame


The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  World , Like , White , Little


Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Something , Beautiful , Happiness , Fame


Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Me , Heart , Woman , Soul


I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Me , I Am , Happy , Be Happy


I do not sing nor play, but I adore music, particularly Chopin. I like him because I cannot understand him.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Music , Like , Understand , Play


I have never read a line of Walt Whitman.

Author: Mary MacLane - Canadian Writer
  Never , Read , Line , Walt Whitman