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“She danced so curving, lissom, like the laughter of the song. She sent resounding into spaace and down the ages long.”

— Tui Allen

“She put on some music. Drum and flute, I think. She played it soft, because it was dreadfully late, a time when all good…

— Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

“As she worked, Anna glanced occasionally at the Flossie Flirt doll wedged at the end of a shelf. She had wanted one so violently…

— Jennifer Egan

“He takes her hand and they leave. There's a taxi outside and they go to her room without saying anything. Behind the door, she…

— Paula McLain

“Lie down there on the sofa and see if I can put you to sleep. He took up his violin fom the corner, and…

— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

“She was exquisite. She tasted, smelled, and felt right in every way to him, but as they collapsed into bed, sated and finally ready…

— Elizabeth Morgan

“It flowed and swam around her, filling her blood, and if she could have done so, she would have melted into the melody, become…

— Sarah J. Maas

“in her hand she held a harp, and she sang. Sad and sweet was the sound of her voice in the cool clear air.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“We danced forever, and not nearly long enough. Now that I faced him, I could touch him, too, rather than self-consciously drip through his…

— Jodi Meadows

“Then she laughed, a bubbling, deliciously girlish laugh, and the Thing relaxed its hold on her heart, turned up its toes, and died.”

— Bess Streeter Aldrich

“Little notes of music trembled in hesitation, and burst, and rolled in quick, fine waves, like the thin, clear ringing of glass. Little notes…

— Ayn Rand

“She played upon her music-box a fancy air by chance, And straightway all her polka-dots Began a lively dance. ”

— Peter Newell