Wet Leaf Quotes
- The sickness rolled through me in great waves. After each wave it would fade away and leave me limp as a wet leaf and shivering… — Sylvia Plath
- The rustling of the silk is discontinued, Dust drifts over the courtyard, There is not sound of footfall, and the leaves Scurry into heaps and… — Ezra Pound
- When I'm writing, I am concentrating almost wholly on concrete detail: the color a room is painted, the way a drop of water rolls off… — Donna Tartt