Quote by Graham Joyce Download Open image ““She couldn't see him, but his voice was like light through a stained-glass window in a cathedral.”” — Graham Joyce ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“He couldn’t quite formulate what had made the darkness so terrifying, now that he wasn’t looking at it.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Would she ever get used to the way his eyes tried to speak to her from beyond the darkness that plagued him?” — Paula Quinn Copy Share Image
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“...he liked his transcendence out in plain sight where he could keep an eye on it -- say, in a nice stained-glass window --… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
“He didn't mind her catching a glimpse of all the dark as long as he could be a part of her light.” — S. M. Yair-Levy Copy Share Image
“For many minutes before she showed herself, he felt her moving around the place. He detected her presence as unmistakably as he would have… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
“He looked like a once-green leaf that had begun to dry and to reveal the structure of its veins.” — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
“The most extraordinary thing about it all was how simple it was just to carry on. There were meals to be prepared and eaten;… — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
“Someone said that thirty was a significant birthday, and everyone around the table agreed. Someone else said it was the first time you heard… — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
If critics of 'readable fiction' want literature to change the ways people dream, they need first to come down from the mountain and speak… — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
“And there was Tara, again with that shy half-smile and her burgundy lips slightly puckered, that shy kink, an incomplete curlicue at the corner… — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
“The sun was up and I want to say that it was golden, but it wasn't golden, it was the color of treacle. I… — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
“There is no "mid" about it. Life is a crisis from the cradle to the grave.” — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image
The overintellectualization of surrealism can be a bromide. A dream interpreted is a deflated dream. — Graham Joyce Copy Share Image