The child was slender as fleeting hope.

“Although yoga has its origins in ancient India, its methods and purposes are universal, relying not on cultural background, faith or deity, but simply…

— Tara Fraser

“I enjoyed your book. You are a descriptive writer who paints well with pen in hand. Your story had a bit of everything…suspense, humor,…

— Josie Angod

“The trees were like black skeletons reaching to the sky, pleading with their bony arms for the sun to get stronger.”

— J.R. Ward

“The schools wear the blank faces of war buildings, their windows blown blind by rocks or guns or mortars. Their plaster is an acne…

— Alexandra Fuller

I wouldn't call myself a synaesthete in the sense that Nabokov was. But I'll talk about a sound as being cold blue or dark…

— Brian Eno

I like writing in an illustrative, descriptive way. I prefer describing to rather than explaining.

— Iron & Wine

“The words came so fast they seemed to roll down hill. Nobody ever calls it all that; it's just spring wheat, but I like…

— Mildred Walker

“Sai stands in his spineless way, young but antiquated, studious but not clever, a thick steel watch on his wrist, his oiled black hair…

— Manu Jospeh

“Her long platinum blond hair fell in loose waves past her shoulders, with a few black peekaboo strands. She wore a black minidress and…

— Jamie McGuire

Descriptive geometry has two objects: the first is to establish methods to represent on drawing paper which has only two dimensions,-namely, length and width,-all…

— Gaspard Monge

“The tree feels splintery, nasty to my touch; it feels Floridian, more reptile than vegetable, more stucco than stone. I do loathe this state,…

— Allan Gurganus

The only sort of descriptive adjective or catch phrase for my music would be 'eclectic.'

— Moby

I think every writer has a book that haunts them, and on some level, every book you write is a reaction to it. 'Lolita'…

— Marisha Pessl

“Nightfall was approaching, the light pouring away past the world’s horizon in a gradually darkening cascade.”

— Obie Williams

“Now here he was: sartorially, facially and interpersonally sharpened; every inch the beatific boffin.”

— Sam Byers