Quote by Charlie Jane Anders

“Today, Aaron decided, he would begin to grieve in earnest. He would walk the lonely beach, mocked by gulls, uncaring, his every step a…

— Joseph Caldwell

“Well, let me see. He stole a bicycle and rode it, not using his hands at any point, through Trafalgar Square. He attempted to…

— Cassandra Clare

“Finally, he reached his street. It was quiet, blessedly so, and the only sound was his own groan as he lifted his foot to…

— Julia Quinn

“The Frenchman beside me had been dead since dawn. His scarred and shackled body swayed limply back and forth with every sweep of the…

— Jeffery Farnol

“He groped for his loafers and walked aimlessly for some time among the trees of the coppice where thrushes were singing so richly, with…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“His anxiety melted away, and he envied Patricia for having such charming friends. If this had been a gathering of Laurence’s tribe, by now…

— Charlie Jane Anders

“When Olivier had been taken away Gamache had sat back down and stared at the sack. what could be worse than Chaos, Despair, War?…

— Louise Penny

“A strange stillness had settled over him, as well, a waiting. The earth was shifting beneath him, and he had the hideous suspicion that…

— Anne Stuart

“There was nothing to confront here at this beach: no monsters, no past, no future. Everyone left him alone, the ultimate desire of any…

— Drew Magary

“He was so perplexed that, in spite of everything surrounding him, he stood several times stock still in the middle of the pavement, completely…

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“That wild, dangerous part of him. He knew now where it was running, and to whom. He could never have known that the one…

— Thea Harrison

“He lay still, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly before him, and drifted into dreams of his problems, compulsively living out dialogues, summing up emotional…

— Richard Wright