Quote by Anna Quindlen Download Open image ““Her face looks like a room with no drapes or shades.”” — Anna Quindlen ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“With my sunglasses shielding my eyes, she had no idea I stared at her constantly.” — Beth Ehemann Copy Share Image
“Standing before the worn books and dusty shelves, she seemed like a ray of light in the windowless room.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“The patterns overhead shifted so that, had she an imagination prone to hysteria, she could easily convince herself something hid in the curtains above… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“She chose the attractive room, not noticing the cloven hoof exposed beneath the ornate curtains. That decision has surely haunted her every day since,… — K. Martin Beckner Copy Share Image
“The room seemed to have grown darker, as if all the sad light of the cloudy evening had taken refuge on her forehead.” — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“The room was full with voices, loud music and beautiful people milling about everywhere. But all I noticed was her; beautiful, elegant and sitting… — Tonny K. Brown Copy Share Image
“Feeling slightly better for having a bit of light to keep with her, she continued down the street, occasionally looking through a window to… — Thaddeus Nowak Copy Share Image
“It was dark, so I couldn't make out much of her face, but she had brilliant red hair, like honey and roses and the… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“She had a forehead like a dance floor. You should have seen the way the sun danced on her face in the middle of… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“It was like the color of his eyes, she supposed - not quite one shade or another, and utterly unlike anyone else's.” — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
I think books in which people are really happy and things are going well are probably the most challenging novels there are to write,… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Trying to be perfect may be inevitable for people who are smart and ambitious and interested in the world and its good opinion...What is… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Sometimes change came all at once, with a sound like a fire taking hold of dry wood and paper, with a roar that rose… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
knowledge of our own mortality is the greatest gift God ever gives us. — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
You teach your 16-year-old with your heart in your mouth to be a good driver and none of that makes any difference when some… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Every reader, I suspect, has a book like this somewhere in his or her past, a book that seemed to hold within it, at… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“I’ve finally recognized my body for what it is: a personality-delivery system, designed expressly to carry my character from place to place, now and… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“In England I am always madam; I arrived too late to ever be a miss. In New York I have only been madamed once,… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“Yet there was always in me, even when I was very small, the sense that I ought to be somewhere else. And wander I… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
