Quotes by Pearl S. Buck

About Pearl S. Buck:

Pearl Sydenstricker Buck was an American writer and novelist. As the daughter of missionaries, Buck spent most of her life before 1934 in China. Her novel The Good Earth was the best-selling fiction book in the United States in 1931 and 1932 and won the Pulitzer Prize in 1932. In 1938, she was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature "for her rich and truly epic descriptions of peasant life in China and for her biographical masterpieces". She was the first American woman to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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For he came to perceive that since people were his study, his teachers, the objects through which he could satisfy his persistent wonder about life itself, his own being among others, wherever he lived for the moment, there was his home.

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Of course imagination is the beginning of creation. Without imagination there can be no creation.

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On croirait qu'il y a en elle deux personnes : l'une silencieuse, lointaine, même un peu taciturne, l'autre très gaie, mais d'une gaieté trop forcée pour être de la vraie joie.

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This was his mind, a storehouse, a computer programmed to life, minute by minute, hour by hour, day and night.

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Je suis comme un pont fragile, reliant à travers l'infini le passé et le présent. Je serre la main maternelle. Je ne peux pas la laisser échapper, car sans moi ma mère serait seule.

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Wandering is never waste, dear boy,' he said. 'While you wander you will find much to wonder about, and wonder is the first step to creation.

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There was no need to hurry that future—yet the length of his own youth pressed upon him. Whatever he was to do next he wanted to begin now. But how to begin and on what?

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Somehow I had learned from Thoreau, who doubtless learned it from Confucius, that if a man comes to do his own good for you, then must you flee that man and save yourself

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Now, five years is nothing in a man's life except when he is very young and very old... - Wang Lung

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He saw on the paper a picture of a man, white-skinned, who hung upon a crosspiece of wood. The man was without clothes except for a bit about his loins, and to all appearences he was dead, since his head drooped upon his shoulder and his eyes were cl...

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Wang Lung sat smoking, thinking of the silver as it had lain upon the table. It had come out of the earth, this silver, out of the earth that he ploughed and turned and spent himself upon. He took his life from the earth; drop by drop by his sweat he...

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Out of the woman's great brown breast the milk gushed forth for the child, milk as white as snow, and when the child suckled at the one breast it flowed like a fountain from the other, ans she let it flow. There was more than enough for the child, gr...

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And listening to all the things they would do if they had these things, Wang Lung heard only of how much they would eat and sleep, and of what dainties they would eat that they had never tasted,and how they would gamble in this great tea shop and in ...

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You can judge your age by the amount of pain you feel when you come in contact with a new idea.

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We should so provide for old age that it may have no urgent wants of this world to absorb it from meditation on the next. It is awful to see the lean hands of dotage making a coffer of the grave.

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The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.

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Love alone could waken love.

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Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that is where I renew my springs that never dry up.

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However impatient she might be in the day, however filled with little sudden angers, at night she was all tenderness.

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Men and women should own the world as a mutual possession.

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Author Bio

  • NamePearl S. Buck
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • AliasesPearl Buck; Pearl Sydenstricker Buck
  • BornJune 26, 1892
  • DiedMarch 6, 1973
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Novelist; Autobiographer; Human Rights Activist
  • AwardsNobel Prize In Literature; National Women's Hall Of Fame