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Nothing fails like success nothing is so defeated as yesterday's triumphant Cause.

Phyllis McGinley

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Phyllis McGinley
Age: 72 †
Born: 1905
Born: March 21
Died: 1978
Died: February 22
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Ontario
Oregon
Phyllis McGinley
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Success
Nothing
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Yesterday
Failing

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Gardening has compensations out of all proportion to its goals. It is creation in the pure sense.
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To be a housewife is a difficult, a wrenching, sometimes an ungrateful job if it is looked on only as a job. Regarded as a profession, it is the noblest as it is the most ancient of the catalogue. Let none persuade us differently or the world is lost indeed.
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How happy is the Optimist / To whom life shows its sunny side / His horse may lose, his ship may list, / But he always sees the funny side.
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Love or perish we are told and we tell ourselves. The phrase is true enough so long as we do not interpret it as Mingle or be a failure.
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Aunts are discreet, a little shy / By instinct. They forbear to pry.
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Say what you will, making marriage work is a woman's business. The institution was invented to do her homage it was contrived for her protection. Unless she accepts it as such --as a beautiful, bountiful, but quite unequal association --the going will be hard indeed.
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The knowingness of little girls, is hidden underneath their curls.
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A mother's hardest to forgive. Life is the fruit she longs to hand you Ripe on a plate. And while you live, Relentlessly she understands you.
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Wherever conversation's flowing, / Why must I feel it falls on me / To keep things going?
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Of the small gifts of heaven, / It seems to me a more than equal share / At birth was given / To girls with curly hair.
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I sing Connecticut, her charms / Of rivers, orchards, blossoming ridges. / I sing her gardens, fences, farms, / Spiders and midges.
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Let others, worn with living / And living's aftermath, / Take Sleep to heal the heart's distress, / Take Love to be their comfortress, / Take Song or Food or Fancy Dress, / But I shall take a Bath.
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Marriage was all a woman's idea and for man's acceptance of the pretty yoke, it becomes us to be grateful.
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Scratch any father, you find / Someone chock-full of qualms and romantic terrors, / Believing change is a threat.
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Ah! some love Paris, / And some Purdue. / But love is an archer with a low I.Q. / A bold, bad bowman, and innocent of pity. / So I'm in love with / New York City.
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Mere wealth, I am above it, / It is the reputation wide, / The playwright's pomp, the poet's pride / That eagerly I covet.
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People are no longer sinful, they are only immature or underprivileged or frightened or, more particularly, sick.
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Ah, snug lie those that slumber Beneath Conviction's roof. Their floors are sturdy lumber, Their windows weatherproof. But I sleep cold forever And cold sleep all my kind, For I was born to shiver In the draft from an open mind.
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Words can sting like anything, but silence breaks the heart.
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Children from ten to twenty don't want to be understood. Their whole ambition is to feel strange and alien and misinterpreted so that they can live austerely in some stone tower of adolescence, their privacies unviolated.
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