I'm one of those writers who can't talk about what they're working on. The entire four years I was writing 'House of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I think basically lables were more interested in a Richard Page record than a Mr. Mister record. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In setting out the walls of a city the choice of a healthy situation is of the first importance: it should be… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes Licked its… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It was November--the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The best ammunition against lies is the truth, there is no ammunition against gossip. It is like a fog and the clear… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window here. Was ever such a dreary,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My name is October Christine Daye; I live in a city by the sea where the fog paints the early morning, parking… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I could hear hopefulness in her voice, but also doubt. She was waiting for me to admit the obvious: I'd forgotten. I… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You who have never “been there” in the throes of grief, have no idea what is going on inside the head of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I was really surprised at the success of 'House of Sand and Fog,' because it is so awfully dark. Believe it or… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The farther reason looks the greater is the haze in which it loses itself. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The only person I've ever purposely caused pain here is myself...By simply sharing, caring too much. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
