Body Quote by Francesca Lia Block

“Yesterday's rain had left a bitter, springlike smell in the air; the vehemence that beat against her in the street and hummed above her…

— Willa Cather

“She attended the French performance, but the play's content now had a connection to her life. She read a book and the book invariably…

— Ivan Goncharov

“I moved silently across the garden, silvered with moonlight, my feet barely touching the ground. I brushed past fern and tree, following the lights…

— Hazel Gaynor

“The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“Then we had the irises, rising beautiful and cool on their tall stalks, like blown glass, like pastel water momentarily frozen in a splash,…

— Margaret Atwood

“Here, in this house, her recollections glowed like embers on the hearth, and each night, in their warmth, she’d take a memory or two…

— Ari Berk

“We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“How quiet is the house when the mistress has gone. You walk in, and the same smell is a comfort to you, the air…

— Richard Llewellyn

“There was a tiny silence, only the soft hum of the fluorescence. I thought of her in the cold ruined house, with night birds…

— Tana French The Likeness

Suddenly the drunken sweetheart appeared out of my door. She drank a cup of ruby wine and sat by my side. Seeing and holding…

— Rumi

“Inside, in the servants' part of the house, the half-clad domestics were talking in low whispers to each other. Old Mrs. Leaf was crying…

— Oscar Wilde

“During the day she carried her boy, bandaged and fed the wounded, leaving her own festering wounds until night-time when she licked them and…

— Paullina Simons