409 Quotes by Pearl S. Buck

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    Leah was more than beautiful. She was filled with some spirit, a high quality, which Peony admired and did not understand. The Chinese said of her, “She is heaven-good.” They meant that her goodness was natural and that it flowed from a fountain within herself.

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    We can’t stop time, but it will sometimes stand still for love.

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    The children are waiting for us,” she said. Those were her words, but what she really said was that I must live and begin now to live. Death must not interrupt life. There were others waiting for us.

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    If you start to revise before you’ve reached the end, you’re likely to begin dawdling with the revisions and putting off the difficult task of writing.

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    There should be a deep attachment, heart should be tied to heart between parent and child, for unless the child learns how to love a parent profoundly, I believe that he will never learn how to love anyone else profoundly, and not knowing how to love means the loss of the meaning of life and its fulfillment.

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    He could have been lonely except that he was never lonely, since he had always been alone.

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    The highest civilizations – the longest to last and I believe the most successful in human terms – are those which have come the closest to achieving real understanding and mutual appreciation between men and women.

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    I do not believe there is any important difference between men and women – certainly not as much as they may be between one woman and another or one man and another.

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    Now, as they were all looking at the new moth, she, too, went to look at it. It was of a creamy yellow color, like the yellow of the lemon called Buddha’s Hand, and it had long black antennae. These quivered as it felt itself impaled. The wide wings fluttered and dark spots upon them showed green and gold for a moment. Then the moth was still. “How quickly they die!” Ch’iuming said suddenly.

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