Quote by Diana Gabaldon

“She could feel her mind pulling loose like knitting, the neat stitches of her artificial days unravelling to become one mangled thread.”

— Frances Hardinge

“The threads of these thoughts trailed after her throughout the rest of the day, like loose ends on a fabric, needing to either be…

— Marilyn Brant

“She had wrapped her marble-like body in a huge fur, and rolled herself up trembling like a cat.”

— Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“Later, on the night that she and her beloved were slaughtered, when her eyes latched onto the crawl space where she had hidden their…

— J.R. Ward

“She untied her ropes, her frazzled oily grimy ropes that held her down into the littered marshlands of a life too long lived in…

— Ella M. Kaye

“[N]ames were what you wore forever, and she felt that she'd sent her daughters out in tacky rabbit fur coats when they should have…

— Sheri Holman

“Something wild and foreign issued a cry within her, shattering through the pain in her head, and thoughts of poppies and cages faded away.…

— Sarah J. Maas

“She was held together by a thread. Not even a strong fishing wire, but the kind of thread that could fray and break in…

— R.L. Griffin

“All her life, she had learned that passion, like fire, was a dangerous thing. It so easily went out of control. It scaled walls…

— Celeste Ng

“The others slithered and crawled to get her the tanks and the belt, unaware that in order to really get my look, you had…

— Maggie Stiefvater

“She was a dangerous, dangerous girl. A plague. A Mountain of Adamant who tore the iron from ships, sinking them to their watery graves…

— Renee Ahdieh

“Push off, and sitting well in order smite the sounding furrows”

— Ulysses Tennyson