O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter / And on her…

But at my back from time to time I hear The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in…

— T. S. Eliot

I grew up in a home where I was literally told from a young age, 'No daughter of mine will ever wash a man's…

— Noreena Hertz

“Mrs. Porter was from Virginia and had a smooth-as-cat-fur way of speaking. She taught me how to say, “Fiddle-Dee-Dee,” just like Scarlett O’Hara and…

— Shannon Celebi

“If you are ignorant of Lora Delane Porter’s books that is your affair. Perhaps you are more to be pitied than censured. Nature probably…

— P.G. Wodehouse

The sky aft was dark as pitch, but the moon still shone brightly ahead of us and lit up the blackness. Beneath its sheen…

— H. Rider Haggard

“They said he used to cackle and bark in his crib after dark. They said he walked at two months and sat staring at…

— Richard Matheson

“Mademoiselle De Lafontaine – in right of her father, who was a German, assumed to be psychological, metaphysical and something of a mystic –…

— Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

“And if the Thames that ran beside them, sure and silver in the afternoon light, recalled a night long ago when the moon shone…

— Cassandra Clare

“It's true. I've seen it when the crescent moon shone bright on a cold, dark night. The darker the night, the brighter God's smile.”

— Anusha Atukorala

I had no fear of the stream's perils, and I listened with the greatest contentment to the quiet slap of water on rocks, the…

— Clare B. Dunkle

“Through the forest he pursued the she-monster whose tail coiled over the dead leaves like a silver stream; and he came to a meadow…

— Gustave Flaubert

“The moon shone in the rocking horsr's eye, and in the mouse's eye, too, when Tolly fetched it out from under his pillow to…

— Anonymous

“The light from the moon shone along the door casing and spread across the walls a few inches inside, far enough for her to…

— Sarah Addison Allen

“Take the moon." "I don't understand." "Watch," said Zorya Polunochnaya. She raised her left hand and held it in front of the moon, so…

— Neil Gaiman

The moon shone like herrings in the water.

— Dorothy Wordsworth