“They do the twenty-one-gun salute for the good guys, right? So I brought this.” Beckett pointed the gun in the sky. “For… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
She had the sound of rain in her voice, and the color of gray skies deep in her eyes. Her skin was… — Lynn Copy Share Image
On June 14, 1998, I pushed off under quiet gray skies from Nags Head, N.C, in the American Pearl, a 23 foot… — Tori Murden Copy Share Image
Twice in my life I have spent two weary and scientifically profitless years seeking evidence to corroborate dearly loved hypotheses that later… — Peter Medawar Copy Share Image
“The ride to Baptist Hospital was quiet. Baldwin drove, Taylor rested her head against the cool window and wished for summer. Truth… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“A day out of season, stopping the monotonous count of summer days. Stopping, too, one's own summer routine, so that, looking out… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
“It was the farm they'd bought down at the edge of the Cape ... The very edge of the world, ... It… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
“There is something beautiful about a sunny winter day, A break from harsh gray skies and harsh cold winds, A bright warm… — Red Waterfall Copy Share Image
Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and… — Ani DiFranco Copy Share Image
Even the solitude, I've actually grown to quite like... I do like the feeling of getting into my little car, knowing for… — Kazuo Ishiguro Copy Share Image
I know you think this world is too dark to even dream in color, but I’ve seen flowers bloom at midnight. I’ve… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Ser eyes met his, hers naked with pleading, his remote as mountain lakes under gray skies. She saw in them defeat of… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
I saw the spires of Oxford As I was passing by, The gray spires of Oxford Against a pearl-gray sky. My heart… — Winifred Mary Letts Copy Share Image
“It was like a dream, a beautiful, soothing dream of late autumn: low, gray skies, smell of woodsmoke, fallen leaves crackling beneath… — Russell Banks Copy Share Image
“One time, I spent six months back in time. I fell in love with a boy who had no obligation to love… — Katherine Locke Copy Share Image
Hey baby girl, I've been watching you all day (all day, all day, all day) Man that thing you got behind you… — Jesse McCartney Copy Share Image
“Our city, these streets, I don't know why it makes me so depressed. That old familiar gloom that befalls the city dweller,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
His beauty did not blaze like Will's did in fierce colors and repressed fire, but it had its own muted perfection, the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Ohhhhhh, honey, I just want your love, I dont need your money. You can turn my gray skies warm and sunny, oh… — Laura Bell Bundy Copy Share Image
The enormous lake stretched flat and smooth and white all the way to the edge of the gray sky. Wagon tracks went… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
Tea had come as a deliverer to a land that called for deliverance; a land of beef and ale, of heavy eating… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Winters are so long in northern Michigan - nearly nine months of gray skies and deep snow - that summer comes as… — Doug Stanton Copy Share Image
People who walk across dark bridges, past saints, with dim, small lights. Clouds which move across gray skies past churches with towers… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
