Louise Bryant: I'm sorry if you don't believe in mutual independence and free love and respect. Eugene O'Neill: Don't give me... a lot of parlor socialism that you learned in the village. If you were mine, I wouldn't share you with anybody or anything. It would be just you and me. You'd be at the center of it all. You know it would feel a lot more like love than being left alone with your work.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Louise, something in me tightens when an American intellectual's eyes shine, and they start to talk to me about the Russian people.... Something in me says, Watch it, a new version of Irish Catholicism is being offered for your faith.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness--a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster-children into strength and athleti...c proportion.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
on thy brow Shall sit a nobler grace than now.... Deep in the brightness of the skies The thronging years in glory rise. And, as they fleet, Drop strength and riches at thy feet.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Oh mother of a mighty race, Yet lovely in thy youthful grace!... The elder dames, thy haughty peers, Admire and hate thy blooming years.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »