8 Quotes & Sayings By Mary Roberts Rinehart

Mary Roberts Rinehart was a prolific writer of American westerns. She was born in 1876 and grew up in the small town of Monroe, Michigan. In 1901 she married a minister, Robert K. Rinehart, whose surname she inherited Read more

The couple moved to Chicago, where she wrote for newspapers and became known as an editor. In 1908 Mary Rinehart published her first novel, The Deluge, which was soon followed by other books such as Dark Blue and Bright Red. The Way of Escape (1911), an anti-war novel, was particularly popular—it sold 100,000 copies in its first year alone and went into several printings.

Her books were highly successful and encouraged the establishment of writers' groups and writers' clubs. Mary Roberts Rinehart died in 1941 at age seventy-nine. She has been referred to as "the Ella Wheeler Wilcox of her day."

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War is not two great armies meeting in the clash and frenzy of battle. War is a boy being carried on a stretcher, looking up at God’s blue sky with bewildered eyes that are soon to close; war is a woman carrying a child that has been injured by a shell; war is spirited horses tied in burning buildings and waiting for death; war is the flower of a race, battered, hungry, bleeding, up to its knees in filthy water; war is an old woman burning a candle before the Mater Dolorsa for the son she has given. Mary Roberts Rinehart
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In my criminal work anything that wears skirts is a lady, until the law proves her otherwise. From the frayed and slovenly petticoats of the woman who owns a poultry stand in the market and who has grown wealthy by selling chickens at twelve ounces to the pound, or the silk sweep of Mamie Tracy, whose diamonds have been stolen down on the avenue... Mary Roberts Rinehart
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Her eyes filled. "He forgot my birthday, two weeks ago, " she said. "It was the first one he had ever forgotten, in nineteen of them." Nineteen! Nineteen from thirty-five leaves sixteen! Mary Roberts Rinehart
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To be kind to all to like many and love a few to be needed and wanted by those we love is certainly the nearest we can come to happiness. Mary Roberts Rinehart
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Love is like the measles. The older you get it the worse the attack. Mary Roberts Rinehart
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The world doesn't come to the clever folks it comes to the stubborn obstinate one-idea-at-a-time people. Mary Roberts Rinehart
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I never saw a lawyer yet who would admit he was making money. Mary Roberts Rinehart