The Good Earth (House of Earth, #1)

by Pearl S. Buck

“They cannot take the land from me. The labor of my body and the fruit of the fields I have put into that which cannot be taken away. If I had the silver, they would have taken it. If I had bought with the silver to store it, they would have taken it all. I have the land still, and it is mine.”

Then the good land did again its healing work and the sun shone on him and healed him and the warm winds of summer wrapped him about with peace.