No voice; but oh - the silence sank Like music on my heart. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“The selfmoment I could pray; And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank Like lead into the sea.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Owen meany who rarely wasted words and who had the conversation-stopping habit of dropping remarks like coins into a deep pool of… — John Irving Copy Share Image
