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It was a bitter and biting iron-gray afternoon, that clanked like armor and was as cold as a frosty axehead.

Ardyth Kennelly

They were hungry enough to eat a sawmill and it a-running.

Ardyth Kennelly

The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a man falling dead in the street of heart trouble. One night, all in one night, severe winter came, a white horse of snow rolling over Bountiful, snorting and rolling in its meadows, its fields.

Ardyth Kennelly

Righteousness is a fuel that, when it has some pitch in it of ambitious rivalry and the damper's left open to envy's draught, makes a hot enough fire to cook somebody's goose in quite a hurry.

Ardyth Kennelly

What the men like best are what there's the least sense in, dresses you can't sit down in, that won't stand a lot of action, that hobble you and truss you up and slow you down and fix it so you can't hardly breathe, till finally you're off in one corner, like a bird in a cage, not cluttering up the busy paths in life that men has got to use. That's the styles they really like!

Ardyth Kennelly

Ardyth Kennelly

Ardyth Kennelly

Born: April 15, 1912

Died: January 19, 2005 (aged 92)

Bio: Ardyth Matilda Kennelly was an American novelist, with five novels published between 1949 and 1956 and one published posthumously, in 2014.

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