Bitterness Quote by Cornelia Funke

“All he had loved, and moulded into thought, From shape, and hue, and odour, and sweet sound, Lamented Adonais. Morning sought Her eastern watch-tower,…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

“The dream was gone. Something had been taken from him. In a sort of panic he pushed the palms of his hands into his…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“The man exhaled and wondered. He thought about the squid, and he thought about summers divested of chill and abundant with the strange precocity…

— Kirk Marshall

“Sometimes Dustfinger thought Basta’s constant fear of curses and sudden disaster probably arose from his terror of the darkness within himself, which made him…

— Cornelia Funke

“Imaginings and resonances and pain and small longings and prejudices. They mean nothing against the resolute hardness of the sea. They meant less than…

— Colm Tóibín

The sand looked so beautiful then, so many little individual grains in the light of the night, giving the watcher the childhood feeling of…

— Ayi Kwei Armah

“Water matted his black hair into spikes and peppered his skin with a fresh sheen. If I shut my eyes I could still see…

— Jennifer Silverwood

“It was an unusual sunset. Having sat behind opaque drapery all day, I had not realized that a storm was pushing in and that…

— Thomas Ligotti

“The air smelled of salt and sand and fish. As though all was peace, and harvesttime, and autumn nights. Not the end of everything.”

— Julie Berry

“The sound of her voice, and this acknowledgment of obligation, made him less willing to go than before, but at length he tore himself…

— Ann Radcliffe

“Sunlight was everywhere, glittering gold off the bright green leaves of the garden. A blackcap, concealed within the foliage of a nearby willow, sang…

— Kate Morton

“That dream, of sharing, completing, of finding in solitude on the beach an answer, was then but a reflection in a mirror, and the…

— Virginia Woolf