Quote by Cassandra Clare

“Orafoura paid me in pajamas, and I let him because the pajamas matched his plaid mustache.”

— Jarod Kintz

“She burst into her hotel room pulling her blouse over her head with one hand while she yanked her shoes off with the other.…

— G.S. Jennsen

“He was dressed, as I supposed befitted a warlock, in black—long pants, large boots, and a long-sleeved, billowy shirt that reminded me of Jerry…

— H.P. Mallory

“He was washing his socks. But they were already clean, so I figured I’d help him and wear them for him and get them…

— Jarod Kintz

“Perhaps I expected to look in and find a giant canary, stretched out on a carpet of dust, songless, capable of only heart murmurs…

— Ray Bradbury

“Well, you look weird. New pajamas? Did somebody exhume you last night?" -- Kiwi, Swamplandia!”

— Karen Russell

“He toes the carpet. “Venusian silk. Dyed with crustacean extract. Really ties the room together. Perilously fine taste, my goodman.”

— Pierce Brown

“Had his brain been constructed of silk, he would have been hard put to it to find sufficient material to make a canary a…

— P.G. Wodehouse

“He was just a boy wearing pajamas, one slipper, and an old blue dressing gown under a stranger's jacket, and he did not belong…

— John Connolly

“His wild grey hair and habitually rumpled clothes made him look vaguely bewildered, as if he’d just woken up and couldn’t quite remember where…

— Patrick Rothfuss

“He wore his weariness like an elegant cloak, but it was still there.”

— Leigh Bardugo

“I was looking at my sneakers and making my feet alternately pigeon-toed and then penguin-toed on the bedroom's blue carpet.”

— David Foster Wallace