Quote by Donald Sturrock

“When Mr Bird had written his will and had read it over he became aware that he was laughing. He heard the sound for…

— William Trevor

“I sprinted down the alley, not fast enough to avoid the cold water rolling down my back, with a childlike shriek. I caught his…

— Veronica Roth

“Somewhere, a rattlesnake strike makes the dance begin. Three hawks float in the light blue sky overhead. Crows caw and the sweet seduction of…

— Hunter S. Jones

“A woman plays the Northumberland pipes; from where I’m sitting, on a wall at the back, it looks like she’s giving physiotherapy to a…

— Simon Armitage

“I went walking really early in the morning, you know when stars are yawning and closing their eyes, and flowers and grass begin to…

— Jonathan Renshaw

“Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rang From morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day, So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted me…

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

“He wakes up and he is not a halfhearted man and he can’t remember why he wakes this way, except that he hears the…

— Linda Hogan

“Sudden singing was the only type I really missed. When sudden singing happened it came out of the blue and made me feel so…

— Karen Foxlee

“Nothing like waking up screaming, kicking off your covers, and dancing around your cabin while a weasel scampers between your feet, screeching and farting.”

— Rick Riordan

“I'm not even capable of an auditory response; my vocal cords have shorted out and my jaw has dropped to the floor. Raunch-y.”

— Marissa Carmel

“Oh, the symphonic shriek of a thousand hiding voices, the cry of the need inside, the entity, the silent watcher, the cold quiet thing,…

— Jeff Lindsay

“The way you're singing in your sleep The way you look before you leap The strange illusions that you keep You don't know But…

— David Levithan