Quote by A. S. King Download Open image ““Everything was windswept and octagonal and finger-combed.”” — A. S. King ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“It was not a noisy wind but the kind that suggests something very big and thin fresh from the horror of Infinite Space.” — Jessie Douglas Kerruish Copy Share Image
“In the beginning, everything was alive. The smallest objects were endowed with beating hearts, and even the clouds had names. Scissors could walk, telephones… — Paul Auster Copy Share Image
“The little queen lived in a world where the sky swirled like the sea and nothing was itself for very long. Everything looked to… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“Everything began with a single breath. A light wind that started a sway, and the sway started a turn, and the turn... The turn… — Jim McCann Copy Share Image
“Thus the great wind, the afflatus, gave breath and turbulence to all life; and inspiration clung to the minds and hearts of men.” — Richard Beckham II Copy Share Image
“I am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the fabric of my world.” — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“A wide-brimmed spinster’s hat had been thrown up in the sky. It was gradually falling into the deep ocean.” — Zoë S. Roy Copy Share Image
“The room was amazing. It was all glass, including the domed roof, and in all directions it offered a view of the Atlantic Ocean… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“The sun shone on us, the water sparkled, the oar-blades dipped and we were gone. Gone to make history.” — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“But I knew that there couldn't be pockets that enormous. In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that,… — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
“Very slowly, he turned a full circle, taking in the nothingness of it all. It seemed his lungs could never be large enough to… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“Until cancer, you care about a lot of bullshit that doesn’t really matter.” — A. S. King Copy Share Image
“Who made you eat bitch for lunch? Who poured you a tall bitch beer float? Who sprinkled bacon bitch on your salad?” — A. S. King Copy Share Image
“Ready for the big Day of Tolerance?" she asks. "Are you kidding?" I ask. "I'd rather poke my eyes out with dull forks. But… — A. S. King Copy Share Image
