I somehow always have this idea that as soon as I can get through this work that’s piled up ahead of me, I’ll really write a beautiful thing. But I never do.

Rose Wilder Lane (1886–1968) American journalist, travel writer, novelist, political theorist

Letter to Guy Moyston (1920s)
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Quoted in William V. Holtz, The Ghost in the Little House, ch. 8, sec. 2 (1993).