“Later I stirred again, knowing the night was passing, but unwilling to wake fully lest this fair vision be lost forever. There… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“Montag shook his head. He looked at a blank wall. The girl's face was there, really quite beautiful in memory: astonishing, in… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Like ships in the night, You keep passing me by. We're just wasting time, Trying to prove who's right. — Mat Kearney Copy Share Image
