“When on the island I sometimes imagined an inverse world, in which concert halls would be turned over to the sounds of… — Michal Ajvaz Copy Share Image
“Feral beauty tangled up and over every surface. Enormous vines and flourishing blooms swathed the area creating a shadowy, organic cathedral. A… — Jacqueline Patricks Copy Share Image
“From the sound of pattering raindrops I recaptured the scent of the lilacs at Combray; from the shifting of the sun's rays… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“At daybreak, my face still turned to the wall, and before I had seen above the big window-curtains what shade of colour… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“...[B]y observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other senses I might blind my soul… — Socrates Copy Share Image
“For those poor souls who can only think of the terrible fear and danger of a runaway horse, think of this: a… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
