Morning Quote by Harper Lee

“They set off through the soft lingering light. One cuckoo in the depths of Layer Wood and one in the dense shrubbery of the…

— Norah Lofts

“The heat of late afternoon closed in around us like an animate thing; you could feel it on your skin, warm and moist, like…

— Geraldine Brooks

“Leaning her head back, she began her nightly ritual, wringing the rag to trickle the scented water along her throat and over her breasts.…

— Catherine Anderson

Maycomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by…

— Harper Lee

“In that latitude the temperature flirted with a hundred degrees for a few of the dog days, but to a child it can hardly…

— John Updike

“The sun goes down and the sky reddens, pain grows sharp, light dwindles. Then is evening when jasmine flowers open, the deluded say. But…

— Anonymous

“The curtains were not yet drawn and with the moonlight spreading across the room, I could see clearly. I undressed and slipped a soft…

— Nancy B. Brewer

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where trees are…

— Emily Bronte

“Yuck. In the dark of her room, she threw back her wet sheet and comforter and picked off her brown hair sticking to her…

— Melanie Nilles

“The next day commenced as before, getting up and dressing by rushlight; but this morning we were obliged to dispense with the ceremony of…

— Charlotte Brontë

“Winter was usually the slow season at the menagerie, with so many of the animals hibernating, but that year I was busier than a…

— Patricia C. Wrede

“They wept no animal's tears. They mourned in a great wickerwork of hard muscle and ragged breath. The hot smell of their coats, their…

— Carla Speed McNeil