• Oh, Life, I am yours. Whatever it is you want of me, I am ready to give

    William Steig
  • Rain caused one to reflect on the shadowed, more poignant parts of life—the inescapable sorrows, the speechless longings, the disappointments, the regrets, the cold miseries. It also allowed one the leisure to ponder questions unasked in the bustle of brighter days; and if one were snug under a sound roof, as Abel was, one felt somehow mothered, though mothers were nowhere around, and absolved of responsibilities

    William Steig
  • He began to develop an obstinate patience

    William Steig
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