Quote by Cynthia Voigt

“People are like the tall grasses of the field. They will bend in whatever direction the wind blows.”

— Molly Collier

“She smelled of flowers and rain. A meadow beneath a storm. It was intoxicating, and before he could even ponder why he would think…

— Micah Persell

“She rolled over and stretched, blinking up at the blue sky. The tips of the long grasses swished gently in the breeze. The hot…

— Elizabeth George Speare

“... right glad is the grass that grows in the open, when the damp dewdrops are dripping from the leaves, to greet a gay…

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“When the storm crosses the marsh and sweeps over me where I lie in the ditch unregarded I need no words.”

— Virginia Woolf

“We thought it was drops of dew and kissed cold tears from the crossgrass.”

— Jónas Hallgrímsson

“Able closed his eyes. He was running. The grass was green with spring and fragrant, knee-high and cushioning his steps. And there was sun…

— Lance Weller

“Float beyond the world of trees. Out into the whispering breeze, past the rushes, past the weeds, past the marsh's waving reeds.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“Wind of the night, Questing, swaying, calling, Rustle of dull grasses, Why do you trouble me?”

— John Gould Fletcher

“Out of a still, clear day, the wind suddenly picked up. It bowed the grass in his direction, unaccountably lifting his spirits and making…

— Nancy Pickard

“I went outside mournful, and I hit pure air. The air was full of birdsong. I went outside expecting rain but it was sunny,…

— Ali Smith

“He picked up a handful of grass and squeezed it in his fingers, letting the blades fall back to the ground, two or three…

— Thomas Tessier