She grew more and more silent about what really mattered. She curled inside herself like one of those black chimney brushes, the… — Janet Frame Copy Share Image
“Everyone grew silent. It was sunset now, with orange fire burning in the western sky, and shadows falling across all of us.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Tyrion pushed forward. "MY LORDS! " he shouted. He had to shout, to have any hope of being heard. His father raised… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“She grew silent, waded in the shallows, heard the sigh and suck of the water, knew the terrible emptiness of her open… — Wendy Wallace Copy Share Image
