Angel Quote by Becca Fitzpatrick

Patch stood over me, and a drop of rain slid from his hair, landing like ice on my collarbone. I felt it slide along…

— Becca Fitzpatrick

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes Licked its tongue into…

— Anonymous

It was any outcast's nightmare. If I looked carefully, I suspected I might find it beneath the black paint of the small acrylic by…

— Nancy Werlin

It was a cold hard easterly morning when he latched the garden gate and turned away. The light snowfall which had feathered his schoolroom…

— Charles Dickens

What do you do when the clouds have lost their silver linning?

— Written By Myself

Soon it began to drizzle for the second time that night. The drops grew heavier and became visible in the headlights of the cars.…

— Anonymous

The circus tent was flowing pale in the rain like a fleshy flower lit from within. It seemed to bloom in the downpour. Drops…

— Francesca Lia Block

The early mist had vanished and the fields lay like a silver shield under the sun. It was one of the days when the…

— Edith Wharton

The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of…

— Anonymous

When held up to the window pane, What fixed my baby stare? The glory of the glittering rain, And newness everywhere.

— Alfred Austin

Fading light buttered the ridges until shadows licked them clean and they were lost to nightfall.

— Daniel Woodrell

Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom, a shadow on those features fair and thin. And softly, from the hushed and darkened room,…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow