...the floss-silk manes tossed up like the crest of a breaking wave…Light ran and glittered on them. They were obedient...you would have… — Mary Stewart Copy Share Image
The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a… — Ardyth Kennelly Copy Share Image
there are no knights on white horses, no magical grandmothers in the sky watching, waiting to rescue us. Teachers may come our… — Melody Beattie Copy Share Image
Still I should paint my own places best; painting is with me but another word for feeling, and I associate "my careless… — John Constable Copy Share Image
We have to stop making excuses. One of the things that I'm careful to show is the horrendous effects of institutional and… — Henry Louis Gates Copy Share Image
Girls often dream about this. Where she feels like a withered flower surrounded by all these fabulous people. Then out of nowhere,… — Nix Mae Copy Share Image
Some of us awake in the night with strange phantasms of enchanted hills and gardens, of fountains that sing in the sun,… — H. P. Lovecraft Copy Share Image
She dreams a lot. She dreams of Ondines and falling maidens and houses burning in the night. But search her dreams all… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
You wonderful girls, dress modestly and keep yourselves physically clean. Be cheerful and happy. Be positive about life. Then the Holy Spirit… — F. Melvin Hammond Copy Share Image
