“Somehow, grief had seemed easier to bear when the skies were dark and a cold wind kept cats and prey inside their… — Erin Hunter Copy Share Image
“He walked steadily, feeling them behind him. His stride did not falter; he pretended they weren’t there. He pretended that all was… — J. Tonzelli Copy Share Image
“Have we met?” I asked. “Because I don't recognize you at all.” “Then by all means, allow me to introduce myself,” Harry… — A.J. Aalto Copy Share Image
Praise is like sunlight to the warm human spirit; we cannot flower and grow without it. And yet, while most of us… — Dale Carnegie Copy Share Image
“The Words of an Angel As I sit in a world of darkness I look around to see no one The cold… — Stacey Chillemi Copy Share Image
“Charlie sat beside Spider on the edge of the cliff, in the moonlight, his legs dangling over the side. "You know," he… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“One pioneer remembered seeing “an open bleak prairie, the cold wind howling overhead…a new-made grave, a woman and three children sitting near… — Gail Collins Copy Share Image
“Few things are harder to visualise than that a cold snowbound landscape, so marrow-chillingly quiet and lifeless, will, within mere months, be… — Karl Ove Knausgård Copy Share Image
“Now comes the darkening sky and a cold wind that passes right through you, as though you are not there, it passes… — Hannah Kent Copy Share Image
