Air Quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald

“It was dawn now on Long Island and we went about opening the rest of the windows downstairs, filling the house with grey turning,…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

The light struck upon the trees in the garden, making one leaf transparent and then another. One bird chirped high up; there was a…

— Anonymous

“What a night it was! The jagged masses of heavy dark cloud were rolling at intervals from horizon to horizon, and thin white wreaths…

— E. Nesbit

It was morning; through the high window I saw the pure, bright blue of the sky as it hovered cheerfully over the long roofs…

— Anonymous

Dawn crept over the Downs like a sinister white animal, followed by the snarling cries of a wind eating its way between the black…

— Stella Gibbons

“The plants and animals all around us were waking from a long sleep, and our yard was slowly transformed into a carpet of soft…

— Arlene Stafford-Wilson

“Water began to drip steadily through the dormer window. Outside, in the treacherous city, a thaw had come, giving the streets the unreliable consistency…

— Salman Rushdie

“That night for the first time in my life I realized that it is the physical presence of people and their spirits that gives…

— Ishmael Beah

When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street the houses…

— James Joyce

“As the glow of the cabin windows turned to flickers through the trees and then to black, her eyes adjusted and the starlight alone…

— Eowyn Ivey

It was a morning of ground mist, yellow sunshine, and high rifts of blue, white-cloud-dappled sky. The leaves were still thick on the trees,…

— Flora Thompson

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light…

— Leonora Carrington