Margaret Craven (writer) Quotes

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Past the village flowed the river, like time, like life itself, waiting for the swimmer to come again on his way to the climax of his adventurous life, and to the end for which he had been made.

Margaret Craven

Here every bird and fish knew its course. Every tree had its own place upon this earth. Only man had lost his way.

Margaret Craven