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Pearl S. Buck Sayings

Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.

Pearl S. Buck Sayings: Spring Passed And Summer Passed Into Harvest And In The Hot Autumn Sun Before Winter Comes Wang Lung Sat Where His Father Had Sat Against The Wall. And He Thought No More About Anything Now Except His Food And His Drink And His Land. But Of His Land He Thought No More What Harvest It Would Bring Or What Seed Would Be Planted Or Of Anything Except Of The Land Itself, And He Stooped Sometimes And Gathered Some Of The Earth Up In His Hand And He Sat Thus And Held It In His Hand, And It Seemed Full Of Life Between His Fingers. And He Was Content, Holding It Thus, And He Thought Of It Fitfully And Of His Good Coffin That Was There; And The Kind Earth Waited Without Haste Until He Came To It.