“I waited for him to pick up the thread again—and when he didn't, we sat there peacefully, while I sipped my cooling… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“The blue sky, the brown soil beneath, the grass, the trees, the animals, the wind, and rain, and stars are never strange… — William Henry Hudson Copy Share Image
“I remember weeping... at the silence, the stillness, the turning passages and cluttered walls. I supposed then that those things would be… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
Her tears were partly tears of happiness, for she felt that the strangeness between them was gone. She loved him now with… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
