Quotes from Susan Fenimore Cooper

Of the infinite variety of fruits which spring from the bosom of the earth, the trees of the wood are the greatest in dignity.

How lavishly are the flowers scattered over the face of the earth! One of the most perfect and delightful works of the Creation, there is yet no other form of beauty so very common. Abounding in different climates, upon varying soils -not a few here to cheer the sad, a few there to reward the good but countless in their throngs, infinite in their variety, the gift of measureless beneficence wherever man may live, there grow the flowers.

La montaña más desprovista de vida y más estéril sobre la faz de la Tierra, con el sueño ininterrumpido de años y años cubriendo su soledad, sigue conservando en su cabeza callada la emoción de una pasión poderosa.