“Tsukuru’s mind grew still and tranquil. A quiet feeling, like a frozen tree on a windless winter night. But there was little… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed. But I think of you. Sometimes. In the way… — Sreesha Divakaran Copy Share Image
“the stuff he would hurry and get. Kayla pulled into a parking spot a few spots down from where she would normally… — Tamicka Higgins Copy Share Image
Though I have never thought of myself as a book collector, there are shelves in our house browsed so often, on so… — Hilary Mantel Copy Share Image
“I could have explained that I wanted to walk without Doofus to get some air. But it would be pretty unusual-one might… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
Buddhism holds that everything is in constant flux. Thus the question is whether we are to accept change passively and be swept… — Daisaku Ikeda Copy Share Image
“I don’t keep track of time. Im lost in the sameness of the stale air and humming of the plane. My eyelids… — Karen Kincy Copy Share Image
“I turned to Ren, dropping my head low to honor the fallen alpha. The circled wolves did the same. I lifted my… — Andrea Cremer Copy Share Image
“The only bit I have pictured in any detail is the music (maybe 'The Book of Love' by the Magnetic Fields. Or… — Sloane Crosley Copy Share Image
I hear the wind blowing across the desert and I see the moons of a winter night rising like great ships in… — Frank Herbert Copy Share Image
“The books—the generous friends who met me without suspicion—the merciful masters who never used me ill! The only years of my life… — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
And how stands the city on this winter night? More prosperous, more secure, and happier than it was 8 years ago. But… — Ronald Reagan Copy Share Image
“At times Komatsu’s eyes would take on a sharp glow, like stars glittering in the winter night sky. And if something caused… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“At first he told them that everything was just the same, that the pink snails were still in the house where he… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Some day you gonna love me, some day you'll look back at me with eyes full of regret and love.At that moment… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The way I pictured it, all this grief would be like a winter night when you're standing outside. You'll warm up once… — Rob Sheffield Copy Share Image
When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“But at sunset the clouds gathered again, bringing an earlier night, and the snow began to fall straight and steadily from a… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
The government tells us we need flood control and comes to straighten the creek in our pasture. The engineer on the job… — Aldo Leopold Copy Share Image
He bent and laid his lips on her hands, which were cold and lifeless. She drew them away, and he turned to… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Steep are the seas and savaging and cold In broken waters terrible to try; And vast against the winter night the wold,… — Hilaire Belloc Copy Share Image
I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintance. I don't… — Raymond Chandler Copy Share Image
