Code Quote by Alice Sebold

“She tucked the stiff envelope into her pocket and it pressed against her leg all day, reminding her that she had been written to,…

— Rosie Alison

“She longed to know what at the moment was passing in his mind--in what manner he thought of her, and whether, in defiance of…

— Jane Austen

“It was her work of art, her poem and her prayer, to repeat this story, low and precipitately, as if she were in the…

— Henri Barbusse

“She had so much to give, but no one to give it to. She buried all those messy, writhing emotions deep in a hidden…

— Jennifer Probst

“She longed for a letter that was for her and her alone, a letter which would give her some glimpse into his heart.”

— Daisy Goodwin

“She talked to her, listened to her, read to her; and the tranquillity of such evenings, her perfect security in such a tête-à-tête from…

— Jane Austen

“Today she felt especially comforted by the books that climbed the walls. They were a reminder that any knowledge she desired was hers for…

— Liv Constantine

“She closed her eyes, silently continuing the pleas that she be given words that might soothe, words that would begin the healing of bereaved…

— Jacqueline Winspear

“But a note had had been prepared and left for her, written in the very style to touch --a small mixture of reproach with…

— Jane Austen

“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

“His thumb stroked over the thin wool of her gown, making promises to what was concealed. She felt his other hand at her back,…

— Meredith Duran

“She had a habit of walking around in white cotton panties and writing poetry on the back of crumpled envelopes.”

— Michael Faudet