 What is a neglected child? He is a child not planned for, not wanted. Neglect begins, therefore, before he is born.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Category Archives: Pearl S. Buck
Pearl S. Buck – The bitterest creature under heaven
| The bitterest creature under heaven is the wife who discovers that her husband’s bravery is only bravado, that his strength is only a uniform, that his power is but a gun in the hands of a fool.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – A good marriage
| A good marriage is one which allows for change and growth in the individuals and in the way they express their love.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – Fate is unalterable only in a sense
| Fate is unalterable only in the sense that given a cause, a certain result must follow, but no cause is inevitable in itself, and man can shape his world if he does not resign himself to ignorance.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – I feel no need for any other faith
| I feel no need for any other faith than my faith in the kindness of human beings. I am so absorbed in the wonder of earth and the life upon it that I cannot think of heaven and angels.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – Praise out of season
| Praise out of season, or tactlessly bestowed, can freeze the heart as much as blame.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – The person who tries to live alone
| The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – The truly creative mind in any field
| The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create — so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – Imprudence of youth
| The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible, and achieve it, generation after generation.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – There is no such condition in human affairs as absolute truth
| I learned early to understand that there is no such condition in human affairs as absolute truth. There is only truth as people see it, and truth, even in fact, may be kaleidoscopic in its variety. The damage such perception did to me I have felt ever since … I could never belong entirely to one side of any question.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
Pearl S. Buck – Many ways of breaking a heart
| There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream — whatever that dream might be.
– Pearl S. Buck (1892-1973) |
