“There were rockets like a flock of scintillating birds singing with sweet voices. There were green trees with trunks of dark smoke:… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
With drooping bells of clearest blue Thou didst attract my childish view, Almost resembling The azure butterflies that flew Where on the… — Reginald Heber Copy Share Image
“Why the devil couldn’t it have been blue?” I said to myself. And this thought—one of the most profound ever made since… — Machado de Assis Copy Share Image
“And then he leaned forward and my stomach collapsed, taking in that last breath. I closed my eyes and watched in awe… — Natalie Bina Copy Share Image
