Quote by Boccaccio Giovanni Download Open image ““Fiammetta, whose wavy tresses fell in a flood of gold over her white and delicate shoulders”” — Boccaccio Giovanni ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.4 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“She was practically an invalid ever after I could remember her, but used what strength she had in lavish care upon me and my sister, who was three years younger. There was a touch of mysticism and poetry in her nature which made her love to gaze at the purple sunsets and watch the evening stars. Whatever was grand and… — Calvin Coolidge Copy Share
“Her face, ivory gold against the blurred sunset that strove through the rain…” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“the battered woman--for she wore a skirt--with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love--love which has lasted a million years, she sang, love which prevails, and millions of years ago, her lover, who had been dead these centuries, had walked, she crooned, with her in May; but in the course of ages, long… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“When the morning light came into the room it found them curled together in a nest of red and white sheets. It revealed also marks, all over the pale cool skin: handprints around the narrow waist, sliding impressions from delicate strokes, like weals, raised rosy discs where his lips had rested lightly. He cried out, when he saw her, that… — A. S. Byatt Copy Share
“When you hear her say, 'What else can an old woman do on hills as wretched as these?' You look right at the sky, Clear through the bullet holes she has for eyes. And you look on the cracks that begin around her eyes spread beyond her skin And the hills crack. And the temples crack. And the sky falls… — Arun Kolatkar Copy Share
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“As the ground blossomed into greenness With the touch of the summer sun Matched the color of her eyes. She gazed out over the shifting seas And there appeared on the horizon A tall white sail That marked his coming. They say he took her Violently, Arrogantly, As was his fashion, And made her his. Theirs was no gentle love… — Anonymous Copy Share
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“Everything that she saw glowing during the day seemed tarnished beside the light that was at the heart of the evening. the bleached color… — Karen Foxlee Copy Share Image
“How lovely she was in her raiments of silk and levantine purple; the fabric provocatively set off the sheen of her white shoulders, which… — Gérard de Nerval Copy Share Image