Things happen for a reason Quote by Alexander Theroux

“He wrote with terrible rapidity, the twig in his fingers rilling blood without renewal; but in the middle of a sentence his hands denied…

— Ambrose Bierce

“She touched him, placing her hand over his curled fingers, straightening them so that they were palm to palm, then she interlaced her fingers…

— Sherry Thomas

“Brightly and merrily swaying, like an April shower, came the young lady. Perhaps if she had been sad and conscience stricken, like certain dames…

— Gyula Krúdy

“He lay in darkness, like a sacrifice; he could hear the teeth of his leprosy devouring his flesh. There was a smell of contempt…

— Stephen R. Donaldson

“Now, again, he paused, and into the breach thus made, leapt Ambition, the harridan, and Poetry, the witch, and Desire of Fame, the strumpet;…

— Virginia Woolf

“He burned to appease the fierce longings of his heart before which everything else was idle and alien. He cared little that he was…

— James Joyce

“She wrote his name on a piece of paper and lit it with a match. The letters curled as they turned dark and misshapen…

— Eric Overby

“He had always prided himself on his ability to bargain, to bluff, to contain his ever-aching heart within the folds of his robes where…

— V.S. Carnes

“So deeply moved, he pulled the cassette from the machine, flipped it back over to the beginning, fitted it back into its snug carriage…

— Paul Harding

“He looked at a picture on the wall and saw everything that existed outside the room he was sitting in and the one he…

— Don DeLillo

“Some truly bad writing, but brilliantly funny at the same time. "When he was yet a million miles away the bright ring of fire…

— Alan Glasser

“She watched him, thinking and dreaming, feeling life short, shiveringly short. And the bubble of wind within him forcing its way upwards as from…

— Enid Bagnold