You take a handful of rocks and put them in a jar. Then once a week, you take one tiny pebble out of the jar and throw it away. When the jar is empty, why, you'll just about be over… — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
“Seasons didn't come behind the nicotine-stained walls of Mountain City's prison, so Harm always imagined it spring--the locust trees clustered with shaggy white blooms,… — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
SHADOW KNIGHT'S MATE is a compelling story, extremely well-written and alarmingly plausible. Jay Brandon does for politics what Dan Brown did for religion. — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
Cities are judged by their richest inhabitants and rural areas are judged — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
“The people who live happily ever after - they don't appear in the history books. They just fade away. I reckon that's what happiness… — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
I wonder which is worse-the death, not knowing what comes after, or the wedding, when you think you know, but you're wrong. — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
Machines seem to sense that I am afraid of them. It makes them hostile. — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
“Oh, son, hardly anybody wants to leave. These mountains are more than just a place for folks around here.” — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
“There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that… — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
“Being a professional writer is a lot like being a hooker. You'd better find out if you're any good at it before you start… — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
