Quote by D.E. Stevenson

“Nell was like a witch. Her long silvery hair rolled into a bun on the back of her head, the narrow wooden house on…

— Kate Morton

“I appricated that Nell was talking to me like a grown-up, but I had no idea what she meant. Still, I could see that…

— Silas House

“She seemed a drift of fragile ash or snow, something impermanent that had blown into his arms accidentally: the petal of a faerie flower,…

— Cassandra Clare

“They sat in silence. Feathers, Phoebe thought, searching in vain for some moment of her own that could rival the beauty and mystery of…

— Jennifer Egan

“She rode down the sidewalk, turned toward the shadow side of the street and melted into darkness. I didn't know it then, but after…

— Craig Davidson

“She had felt as if her heart were hiding down there, somewhere, with the quail and the plover and all the little wild things…

— Willa Cather

“It felt terrific. It felt deeper and richer than laughter. It felt like opening a door and tumbling headfirst into a pile of feathers.”

— Leslea Tash

“I trembled a little under the empress's piercing stare. She was using her faerie sight. I could feel it shimmering over me, illuminating even…

— Robin Bridges

“The girl laughed again. The joy of a caged bird was in her voice. Her eyes caught the melody and echoed it in radiance,…

— Oscar Wilde

“It was cold and barren. It was no longer the view that I remembered. The sunshine of her presence was far from me. The…

— Wilkie Collins

“Instead of singing, like the birds, I silently smiled at my incessant good fortune. As the sparrow had its trill, sitting on the hickory…

— Henry David Thoreau

“She was sent to sleep under a velvety cloak of words, richly patterned and stitched with gold, straight out of a fairy tale, while…

— Eudora Welty