Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
He lay on his back in his blankets and looked our where the quartermoon lay cocked over the heel of the mountains.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“We all hit rock bottom; sometimes, you bounce up fast, sometimes you crawl until you can straighten up and sometimes you have… — J. Autherine Copy Share Image
“I lay for a long time in silence, staring at the ceiling. Was my life always to be like this? I wondered.… — Alan Bradley Copy Share Image
