Phyllis McGinley
Sign in to saveAmerican writer and poet (1905–1978)
Person · Open Library
- Born
- 21 March 1905
- Died
- 22 February 1978
- Works
- 44
Top works
- A subtreasury of American humor
- Prentice Hall Literature--Silver
- The United States in Literature [with three long stories] -- Seventh Edition
- Prentice Hall Literature--Bronze
- The love letters of Phyllis McGinley
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Listeners · Last.fm
- Listeners
- 53
- Total plays
- 175
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Recent publications · Crossref
5 total works indexed
- Upper Echelons: The Organization as a Reflection of Its Top Managers
· 1984 · cited 33,989x
- School Engagement: Potential of the Concept, State of the Evidence
· 2004 · cited 8,384x
- Final Version of 2009 AJCC Melanoma Staging and Classification
· 2009 · cited 3,788x
- Resource Availability and Plant Antiherbivore Defense
· 1985 · cited 2,988x
- Intratumoral T Cells, Recurrence, and Survival in Epithelial Ovarian Cancer
· 2003 · cited 2,899x
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Quotes
- “ Meek-eyed parents hasten down the ramps To greet their offspring, terrible from camps.”
- “Ah, snug lie those that slumber Beneath Conviction’s roof. Their floors are sturdy lumber, Their windows weatherproof. But I sleep cold forever, And cold sleep all my kind, For I was born to shiver In the draft from an open mind.”
- “Compromise? Of course we compromise. But compromise, if not the spice of life, is its solidity. It is what makes nations great and marriages happy and Spruce Manor the pleasant place it is.”
- “Ah! some love Paris, And some, Purdue. But love is an archer with a low I.Q. A bold, bad bowman, and innocent of pity. So I'm in love with New York City.”
- “Always on Monday morning the Press reports God as revealed to His vicars in various guises— Benevolent, stormy, patient, or out of sorts. But only God knows which God God recognizes.”
- “Prince, I warn you, under the rose, Time is the thief you cannot banish. These are my daughters, I suppose. But where in the world did the children vanish?”
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