“If I shut my eyes it returns: the evocation of a whole wood, a whole world of wood-darkness and flowers and birds… — H.E. Bates Copy Share Image
“Mr. Grote shows me how he grows wild rice in the stream and collects the seeds. The rice is nutty and brown.… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“By now he had stared at the window through a late summer so hot and wet that the air both day and… — Charles Frazier Copy Share Image
There is a spider called Amaurobius, which lives in a burrow and has its young in the late summer, and then it… — Iris Murdoch Copy Share Image
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“It was still late summer elsewhere, but here, high in Appalachia, fall was coming; for the last three mornings, she'd been able… — Alex Bledsoe Copy Share Image
“Samwell Tarly looked at him for a long moment, and his round face seemed to cave in on itself. He sat down… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Every year, Kansas watches the world die. Civilizations of wheat grow tall and green; they grow old and golden, and then men… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Kansas afternoons in late summer are peculiar and wondrous things. Often they are pregnant, if not over-ripe, with a pensive and latent… — P.S. Baber Copy Share Image
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