The whole journey was odd and dream-like -- the roaring stream, the wet grey grass, the glimmering cliffs which they were approaching,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
They whirled past the dark trees, as feathers would be swept before a hurricane. Houses, gates, churches, hay-stacks, objects of every kind… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“When the Devil goeth about like a roaring lion, he goeth about in a shape by which few but savages and hunters… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Reading is like a roaring fire, it stokes the imagination and keeps it burning bright!” — Kelley Lovelace Copy Share Image
