22 September 1847 - 27 November 1922
A Letter From A Girl To Her Own Old Age
In Early Spring
If there is a look of human eyes that tells of perpetual loneliness, so there is also the familiar look that is the sign of perpetual crowds.
Alice Meynell (1847-1922), British poet, essayist. "Solitude," Essays (1914).
Let a man turn to his own childhoodno furtherif he will renew his sense of remoteness, and of the mystery of change.
Alice Meynell (1847-1922), British poet, essayist. "The Illusion of Historic Time," Essays (1914).
The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest colour of the unpublished blood.
Alice Meynell (1847-1922), British poet, essayist. "The True Colour of Life," Essays (1914).
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