Mary Roberts Rinehart
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Mary Roberts Rinehart
Mary Roberts Rinehartwas an American writer, often called the American Agatha Christie, although her first mystery novel was published 14 years before Christie's first novel in 1922...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 August 1876
CountryUnited States of America
time clever ideas
The world doesn't come to the clever folks, it comes to the stubborn, obstinate, one-idea-at-a-time people.
punctuation-marks vision pavement
I had a vision ... of being found on the pavement by some passerby, with a small punctuation mark ending my sentence of life.
boredom calm resurrection
the calm of a place like Bellwood is the peace of death without the hope of resurrection.
would-be needed adopted
[To her frequently needed plumber:] How would you like to be adopted? I'm sure it would be cheaper.
illusion revelations accepting
I began to feel that if religion was either an illusion or a revelation, it was simpler to accept it as an illusion.
sight gains infatuation
Love sees clearly, and seeing, loves on. But infatuation is blind; when it gains sight, it dies.
laughter book play
there is something shameful about the death of a play. It does not die with pity, but contempt. A book may fail, but who is there to know it? It dies and is buried, and is decently interred on the bookseller's shelf; but the play dies to laughter, to scorn and disdain.
safety age middle
It's the safety valve of middle life, and the solace of age.
saws lawyer making-money
I never saw a lawyer yet who would admit he was making money.
life-and-love drama book
The stage on which we play our little dramas of life and love has for most of us but one setting.
tree mind age
Well, that was life. It was an old tree, and the old passed on. Probably they did not mind. There came a time when all sap ran slowly, and the peace of age with all things behind it merged easily into the peace of death. The difficult thing was to be young.
tragedy world growing
That is the tragedy of growing old, Chris. You don't leave the world. It leaves you.
lonely loneliness cat
A cat and a Bible, and nobody needs to be lonely.
weapons world ridicule
The greatest weapon in the world ... is ridicule.