Cityscape Quote by Bruce Crown

“... he ran across the road and began to walk at breakneck speed down the hill. He hardly knew where he was walking. Pride…

— James Joyce

“So he bought tickets to the Greyhound and they climbed, painfully, inch by inch and with the knowledge that, once they reached the top,…

— Nelson Algren

“And now he was dead, his soul fled down to the Sunless Country and his body lying cold in the cold mud, somewhere in…

— Philip Reeve

“Emotions blasted into me with such force, I backed up until the wall stopped me. Then there was nowhere to go as a geyser…

— Jeaniene Frost

“He felt the ground frail as a bird’s skull under his feet, a mere shell of sanity and decorum between him and the dark…

— Sylvia Plath

“A chill crept into his limbs and he began to question his struggle against the sure demise of his damaged flesh—so much easier to…

— Georgina Anne Taylor

“Jet-black hair curled slightly against his neck and around his ears, and his eyes . . . oh, those eyes . . . cold,…

— Lee Roland

“Now he slept soundly through the nights, and often he dreamed of trains, and often of one particular train: He was on it; he…

— Denis Johnson

“He wondered who was driving the train and whether they were headed toward home or away from home. Did the engineer know where love…

— Pete Nelson

“I have lived at Cold Mountain These thirty long years. Yesterday I called on friends and family: More than half had gone to the…

— Gary Snyder

“The effort mined a core of dizziness inside him. He resisted it, but then realizing that there was nothing attractive about consciousness, nothing he…

— Lucius Shepard

“Sometimes, in the evenings, a damp, gritty wind blew in the windows from Park Avenue, just as the rush hour traffic was thinning and…

— Donna Tartt