Sometimes I wonder if there really is a little Dreamworks girl fishing on that half crescent moon up in the sky... — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In the crook of the crescent moon sits the Holy Lady, with strong muscles and a merciful heart. She kicks her her… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“OFFSPRING OF DARKNESS, DAUGHTER OF LIGHT GIFTING THE PEOPLE, BEACON IN THE NIGHT EMERGE AFTER SHADOWS, HIDING HER FACE HOPE OF THE… — Kekla Magoon Copy Share Image
Here is something you have to understand about stories: They point you in the right direction but they can't take you all… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“Her wide eyes beheld him in the darkness. Like lamps, they captured the glow of the rising crescent moon. Hope filled his… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“Patience does not mean to passively endure. It means to be farsighted enough to trust the end result of a process. What… — Elif Shafak Copy Share Image
Patience does not mean to passively endure. It means to be farsighted enough to trust the end result of a process. What… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He touched me as if I were the curved and delicate handle of a china cup, but he held me tightly just… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“With the rumble of the waterfall in the distance, I slipped into sleep and dreamed of a red-haired girl holding a posy… — Hazel Gaynor Copy Share Image
“My beloved has arrived, but rather than greeting him, All I can do is bite the corner of my apron with a… — Kim Dong Hwa Copy Share Image
“You first." "No, you." "Why?" "I'm afraid." "Of what, my Sassenach?" The darkness was rolling in over the fields, filling the land… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“Writing is making love under a crescent moon: I see shadows of what’s to come, and it’s enough; I have faith in… — Chila Woychik Copy Share Image
“The riot had taken on a beauty of its own now. Arcs of gasoline fire under the crescent moon. Crimson tracer in… — Adrian McKinty Copy Share Image
“It was like staring into the face of a familiar stranger. You know, that person you see in a crowd and swear… — P.C. Cast, Kristin Cast Copy Share Image
“ Sweet Crescent Moon, up in the sky, Won't you sing your song to Earth as she passes by? Your sweetest silver… — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
