Quote by Brian Falkner

“Cecilia gasped. Perhaps the forest sensed she was coming. Or maybe it was just a trick of the breeze. But at that moment, two…

— Brian Falkner

“...it was one of those dark nights that hold their breath by the hour together, and then heave a long low sigh, and hold…

— Charles Dickens

“He kissed her forehead and drifted into an uneasy sleep, listening to the soft snoring of the creature on his chest, one he loved…

— Thomm Quackenbush

“Cecilia knew she could not go on wasting her days in the stews of her untidied room, lying on her bed in a haze…

— Ian McEwan

“Then she sighed. Just the faintest, softest release of breath. The sound swept through his chest like a hurricane, with the force to topple…

— Tessa Dare

“They got so accustomed to the false alarms that when she did eventually die, they did not realize it, and she lay there twenty…

— Darren Shan

“She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in the sunshine…

— Virginia Woolf

“He expelled a long breath, smiled slightly as if in memory. “I heard them in their room. She said she was a bit tired,…

— Meljean Brook

“She wanted to buckle, lie on her side and gasp like an eviscerated fish. She held her breath against it, but her mouth parted.…

— Julie Anne Long

“It was not a silence, just a quiet, the indrawn breath that comes before the shout.”

— George R.R. Martin

“She hesitated, wiping her hands off on her apron. “I’m not sure if I’ll be here when you get back. This place is a…

— Sarah Rees Brennan

“She lay there with her eyes closed, as if sleep were a shy creature that might venture out if she played dead. But every…

— Frances Hardinge