Quote by Charles Dickens

“The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“A few blossoms float into the room. They drop like frayed yellow ribbons on the gray carpet.”

— Eileen Granfors

“What an ambiance, and such a pity I'm alone: Candles giving off their glow, gusts of wind and the light tapping of rain on…

— Donna Lynn Hope

“A peculiar feeling passed over me--or, rather, through me, as if I were an umbrella remembering what it felt like to pop open in…

— Alan Bradley

“And I don't know, it is one thing to look out a window, but when you are Out, actually Out, that is something very…

— George Saunders

“...as my eyes grew accustomed to the light, details of the room within emerged slowly from the mist, strange animals, statues, and gold -…

— Howard Carter

“dripping with rain, the umbrellas looked like crumpled bouquets cast aside by sobbing brides.”

— Sibella Giorello

“His scent, the scent of spring, warm and hopefuly as the sunlight that filled this place, poured through me.”

— Andrea Cremer

“...and the smoke that creeps off the tip of my cigarette and into the dim, scattered strands of light leaking off the moon, in…

— Kellie Elmore

“Here the children have a custom. After the celebration of evil they take those vacant heads that shone once with such anguish and glee…

— Margaret Atwood