Branches Quote by Anne Carson

“He did it now, holding it up before his eyes as he had as a boy, and it did its old, old trick. Through…

— Stephen King

He had not a cent in his pocket, but he had faith. He had decided, the night before, that he would be as much…

— Paulo Coelho

The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.

— William Goldman

“He had done nothing on Christmas day, just wandered around outside in the frozen woods. Hard ground, chill winds and bare branches that looked…

— R.D. Ronald

“And he would watch the snow falling, thin and ceaseless, on the empty lands below the window, and feel the dull cold grow within…

— Ursula K. Le Guin

“Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on,…

— Elyne Mitchell

“With daylight (it was exactly a week since he last dressed for the office) he found himself passing through farmland over which a light…

— Douglas Woolf

“To a casual passerby, his appearance would not have inspired much confidence. His overcoat was patched in spots and frayed at the cuffs, he…

— John Stephens

It had ceased raining in the night and he walked out on the road and called for the dog. He called and called. Standing…

— Cormac McCarthy

“Cold. Foggy cold. Soaking through fabric, biting into the skin, clutching the bones until flesh crawled. There was no moonlight, only orange, smoky lanterns,…

— Erik Tavares

“Yet there was a momentary hint of blue sky, and even this bit of light was enough to release a flash of diamonds across…

— Thomas Mann

“And he is enchanted by the beauty of small things: hot coffee, wind through an open window, the tapping of rain, a passing bicycle,…

— Simon Van Booy