Quote by Dorothy L. Sayers

“For the rest of the day, her weight echoed in my empty hands, light but dense, her throes and kicks.”

— Nic Pizzolatto

“She wears her grief like a coat of feathers too heavy for flight. He crossed out heavy, wrote weighted instead, then decided that was…

— Libba Bray

“Could there be a slenderer, more insignificant thread in human history than this consciousness of a girl, busy with her small inferences of the…

— George Eliot

“For the rest of the day, her weight echoed in my empty hands”

— Nic Pizzolatto

“when Twiggy appeared. She weighs just 40 pounds”

— Anonymous

“The damage to her body, the wear and the weariness, were all products of conscious, determined choices made by a girl she hadn’t been…

— James S.A. Corey

“She weighed no more than a feather as he lifted her, but he teased her, saying, "You weigh more than you look." "You are…

— Kresley Cole

“This was what the poets couldn't put in their poetry, she thought dumbly, the rush of desire so fierce and pure it made one…

— Lauren Willig

“He was a large, fleshy man, weighing at least two hundred pounds, and he quickly became a faithful representation of a quivering jelly mountain…

— Jack London

“Mary Ann could no more endure a day without reading than she could grow feathers.”

— Annie Barrows

“Just Fat and Cuddly There’s Aunty, just out of bed, looking a little glum and gloomy, but I tell you mate, she’s put on…

— Cecil Roy Mackaway

“She was a large, boneless woman who draped herself like an old blanket over the chairs of the apartment, staring for hours with her…

— Michael Chabon