Gas station Quote by Francesca Lia Block

“He squinted up at the straining muscular backs of the stone men supporing the dome. "You'll have to take me to some museums," he…

— Francesca Lia Block

“On an impulse he went into the room and stood before the window, pushing aside the sheer curtain to watch the snow, now nearly…

— Kim Edwards

“He felt alone, prey to the tedium, to the dreariness of time, especially at the approach of twilight which, during those late-autumn days, came…

— Georges Rodenbach

“What was he doing during the trip? What was he thinking about? As he had during the morning, he watched the trees go by,…

— Victor Hugo

“HE felt so tired that he felt almost like lying down there where he was in the warm sunshine just waiting until someone showed…

— Rose Tremain

“Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in an hour. Which way does your beard point tonight? (I touch your book and…

— Allen Ginsberg

“He thought he was walking along a dusty road that showed white in the gathering darkness of a summer night. Whence and whither it…

— Ambrose Bierce

“The young man’s mind was carried away by his growing passion for dreams. One looking at him would not have thought him particularly sharp.…

— Sherwood Anderson

“He could read two books to my one, but he preferred the magic of his own inventions. He could add and subtract faster than…

— Harper Lee

“He thought of nothing. Some thoughts or fragments of thoughts, some images without order or coherence floated before his mind--faces of people he had…

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“The sunlight and the sounds told him that somewhere in this world there is a pure, refined, poetical life. But where was it?”

— Anton Chekhov

“He sat on the logs, smoking, drying in the sun, the sun warm on his back the river shallow ahead entering the woods, curving…

— Ernest Hemingway