“Jon could see nothing of him but his hair, bright red in the firelight.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“What is beauty or ugliness but a false front that prompts man to make assumptions rather than delving deeper.” — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do--to… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
Together in our house, in the firelight, we are the world made small. — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“I feel you," he said, "whether stalking me through the streets of London, or hiding behind a screen in my library.” — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
...and the lamp having at last resigned itself to death. There was nothing now but firelight in the room, And every time… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“His chin jutted forward in a rather pugnacious manner. "I should not have to explain myself to my wife." "And I should… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“He couldn't remember the last time human hands had willingly touched him. Not true. Miranda had. She had touched him as if… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“You know, it's never wise to tempt the devil" His gaze lowered to her hand, still locked in his grip, her finger… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
'Firelight' is a beautiful story about a lot of young women. My character, Caroline, is a girl who has a bad boyfriend,… — Q'orianka Kilcher Copy Share Image
“...my dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - it's my lucid… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“Perhaps there is a God like firelight, but all we can see is the shadows that we cast ourselves when we walk… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“With the suddneness of a cat leaping upon its prey, he leaned forward and caught up her wrist. "Tread lightly, Miranda Fair."… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“Before he could say a word, she moved closer and pressed her smooth palm to his scar. He nearly swooned. Clutching the… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“So what's the deal with you and my sister?" He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share Image
“The studio was immense and gloomy, the sole light within it proceeding from a stove, around which the three were seated. Although… — James Hain Friswell Copy Share Image
“Don't stay away from me anymore." I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't lie.… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share Image
“There were lies, and there were lies. Was a secret a lie? If one wanted to protect another?” — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“The rain comes down harder, darkness falls. We don't care. Together in our house, in the firelight, we are the world made… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“We remember though all the firelit glow Of a great hearth's gleam and glare, And we looked for a space at each… — Caris Brooke Copy Share Image
“The beauty of his face, artfully shadowed and lit from the fading firelight, it fairly stunned me.” — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“The firelight danced on his mask, warming the gold, setting the emeralds glinting. Such colour and variation- colours I didn't know the… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“But you're worried I'll get in trouble?" I try not to show how much this pleases me. I've managed to ignore him… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share Image
“She ought to call him Benjamin, but it was too intimate, too soft. "My lord?" she ventured, only half serious. "Good, God,… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
The whole of my life I have relied on my beauty first, brains second. It was expected, even requested. But You saw… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
