Quote by Dorothy Dunnett

“Well, she's long about her coming, who must be more merciless to herself than history. Her mind full to the wind, I see her…

— Adrienne Rich

“Her blue bicycle was waiting against the front stoop. It was the French kind, with wide wheels and a woven basket for trips to…

— Kristy Cambron

“Whatever mirth Miss Wynter had been holding onto burst out in a spray of eggs and bacon ... 'It's a good thing you're wearing…

— Julia Quinn

“When Jean and his mother left Etreuilles, Monsieur Sureau had gathered for them great boxfuls of hawthorn and of snowballs which Madame Santeuil had…

— Marcel Proust

“At the heart of the crowd walked a girl with merry eyes, a floating violet in a sea of cut-velvet and silk hose, cloth-of-silver…

— Katherine Arden

“I’m sorry,’ said Jerott, his eyes elsewhere. What was the attraction here, in God’s name? Not the little woman in the stained gown, surely?…

— Dorothy Dunnett

“Friedrich tugged on the collar of his military jacket and shook his head. Duchess Lacreux was a cunning woman—not at all what he expected.…

— K.M. Shea

“It was the small things she took pleasure in. The faint hum of a huge furry bumble bee busily flitting from one flower to…

— Kathryn Hughes

“she had always considered that, far from the world of Ealing and its county councillors who over-ate and neighed like stallions, there were bright…

— Ford Madox Ford