“...against the grape-flushed sky perfect amethyst night.” — Anne Rivers Siddons Amethyst Copy Share Image
“At the dune line, just before the whispering stands of sea oats and dune grass began, the sand was as damp and… — Anne Rivers Siddons Began Sand Copy Share Image
“The room was bright and white and still and silent, but soundless sound roared and howled in it.” — Anne Rivers Siddons Soundless Copy Share Image
“(the villa) It's beautiful too, all hot pinks and reds, and rocks and sand and blinding blue and white.” — Anne Rivers Siddons Beautiful Copy Share Image
“...bathed in the thick honey gold of the sun through encircling trees only just beginning to turn the muted metal colors of… — Anne Rivers Siddons Fall Copy Share Image
I think every creative impulse that a working writer, or artist of any sort has, comes out of that dark old country… — Anne Rivers Siddons Art Copy Share Image
“All places where the French settled have corruption at their heart, a kind of soft, rotten glow, like the phosphorescence of decaying… — Anne Rivers Siddons Corruption Copy Share Image
Perhaps the most important thing we can ever do in our lives is find a way to keep the wild-both the wild… — Anne Rivers Siddons Important Copy Share Image
I don't know if I would do sequels. I almost feel like when I'm done with them, they're going to have to… — Anne Rivers Siddons Done Copy Share Image
“At four that morning my son, Peter Williams Chambliss, slid into the world tiny and red and roaring with life and the… — Anne Rivers Siddons Life Copy Share Image
“Peter and I danced in bare feet in the cold wet undergrowth while the moon poured its wild old silver down on… — Anne Rivers Siddons Bare feet Copy Share Image
I think that sometimes the great changes in our lives, the ones that divide time, happen so deep down and silently that… — Anne Rivers Siddons Change Copy Share Image
“So clear that you could see every delicate vein in the lacquered new leaves; so soft that you felt the air on… — Anne Rivers Siddons Vein Copy Share Image
“All over Atlanta that fall, in the blue twilights, girls came clicking home from their jobs in their clunky heels and miniskirts… — Anne Rivers Siddons Gin and tonic Copy Share Image
“Anyone who has lost a love to death can tell you about that fall. You wake from a hard-won sleep and be… — Anne Rivers Siddons Death Copy Share Image
“There was no moon at all, and a faint silver peppering of starts fardly showed through the scrim of high clouds. The… — Anne Rivers Siddons Like Sea Copy Share Image
“The very old can tell you about peace. They have fought through the black, sinking, visceral knowledge of death–their own death–that heralds… — Anne Rivers Siddons Carpe diem Copy Share Image
Life can only be kept by giving it away. But then it will bloom. — Anne Rivers Siddons Flowers Copy Share Image
“...leaving the air crystal and sweet and the dusty, used leaves sparkling. The lake surface was a diamond-dusted, dancing indigo...” — Anne Rivers Siddons Flower Copy Share Image
“On a night of icy silver radiance, when the very sea and stars seemed on fire with light.” — Anne Rivers Siddons Astronomy Copy Share Image
“Forsythia that I thought had been dozed into oblivion sprang up and misted the foundations with lemon icing I yearn for all… — Anne Rivers Siddons Forsythia Copy Share Image
