“The large, gaping flaws in the construction of the stories--mad wives in the attic, strange apparitions in Belgium--are a representation of the… — Elizabeth Hardwick Copy Share Image
“Spring came late. For the children, shut in the dark, cold parsonage, adjusting to Aunt and getting over the death that brought… — Lynne Reid Banks Copy Share Image
“...[M]y inner self moved; my spirit shook its always-fettered wings half loose. I had a sudden feeling as if I, who never… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
