Quote by Carson McCullers Download Open image ““He fluttered his eyelids, so that they were like pale, trapped moths in his sockets.”” — Carson McCullers ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“He rubbed my arm, whispering words that sounded like moth bodies flying into glass windows.” — Lauren DeStefano Copy Share Image
“He said nothing; there was no expression on his face at all. His eyelids were hooded, and I could almost feel the way he… — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
“In daylight and up close, he was merciless, all smiles and freckles, the brightest, boldest flame a moth could wish for.” — Alexis Hall Copy Share Image
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“I looked at him through swollen eyes. The light glowed around him and he looked like he was floating. He was a glowing creature… — Heather Anastasiu Copy Share Image
“She had big, vague eyes and a big, vague smile, and was always very busy in the way that a moth crashing about in… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Every single one of them with their eyes open and on him, their mouths, too, halfway screaming, halfway begging. Offering themselves to him, because… — Glen Hirshberg Copy Share Image
“Because things accumulate around your name," said Berenice. "You have a name and one thing after another happens to you, and you behave in… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
“Love is a joint experience between two persons—but the fact that it is a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
“He was like a man who had served a term in prison or had been to Harvard College or had left for a long… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
Comparing the Brooklyn that I know with Manhattan is like comparing a comfortable and complacent duenna to her more brilliant and neurotic sister. — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
“Son, do you know how love should be begun?" The boy sat small and listening and still. Slowly he shook his head. The old… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream.… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
Now hoppin'-john was F. Jasmine's very favorite food. She had always warned them to wave a plate of rice and peas before her nose… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book. — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
“Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them . .… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
