“Some days after, the girl encountered her again, in a dream, as she was years ago: a very slender young woman in a long white skirt, her amber hair to her waist, her eyes coal black with ardor.” — Gina Berriault Copy Share Image
“The day was cold, and every time the little transparent fans of water swept in and drew back, the wet sand mirrored a clear… — Gina Berriault Copy Share Image
“Some days after, the girl encountered her again, in a dream, as she was years ago: a very slender young woman in a long… — Gina Berriault Copy Share Image
Short stories and some short novels are close to poetry--with the fewest words they capture the essence of a situation, of a human being.… — Gina Berriault Copy Share Image
One thing I'd do was put a great writer's book beside the typewriter and... type out a beautiful and moving paragraph... and see those… — Gina Berriault Copy Share Image
