Stephen Vincent Quotes

Remember that when you say ‘I will have none of this exile and this stranger for his face is not like my face and his speech is strange, ’ you have denied America with that word.

Life is not lost by dying life is lost minute by minute day by day in all the thousand small uncaring ways.

(Abraham Lincoln's) weathered face was homely as a plowed field.

He could fiddle all the bugs off a sweet-potato vine.

Honesty rare as a man without self-pity Kindness as large and plain as a prairie wind.

As for what you're calling hard luck - well we made New England out of it. That and codfish.

There is a wilderness we walk aloneHowever well-companioned