Fountain pen Quote by Anonymous

I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.

— Janet Fitch

A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.

— Margaret Atwood

“However, as I say, he stood there and watched. Watched the smoke, or vapor, or whatever it was, whirl and whirl, faster and faster,…

— Charles Tanner

“it appeared that a streamer machine had vomited everywhere”

— Anonymous

There will be days when the stuff is not flowing freely. What you do then is MAKE IT UP!

— Philip Pullman

I pick up my pen. It flows. A building appears. There it is. There is nothing more to say.

— Oscar Niemeyer

Something settiled inside me, something heavy and hard. It stayed there, and i could not think of one thing to make it go away.…

— Jamaica Kincaid

All the times, all the very many times, I had been forced to thwart and stifle my own nature seemed to gather together then,…

— Geraldine Brooks

Then I felt something inside me break and music began to pour out into the quiet. My fingers danced; intricate and quick they spun…

— Patrick Rothfuss

We made love. How pedestrian the words look-trite, worn, practically featureless with use-but how can one better describe that which happens when it happens?…

— Ken Kesey

“Something horrible had happened here, and had left it's residue behind. It seemed to rise from the bottom of the tiled pool and leak…

— Lani Woodland

“It seemed as if the crud of the universe had found its way into the two rose boxes. The strainers were choked with unmentionable…

— Captain Hank Bracker, "Salty & Saucy Maine