Corpses Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“His soul,the only fire in a frozen river,spoke up and identified the sound as the Language of the Dead.”

— Rebecca Hill

“Who had he been? A failed father, a runaway husband. A son. A packet of unopened letters. He was dead; he was dead.”

— Anthony Doerr

“Mary dashed the rain from her eyes with a frozen hand. Was that a knife buried in the man’s chest with the blood seeping…

— Susan Rowland

Death was standing behind a lectern, poring over a map. He looked at Mort as if he wasn’t entirely there. You haven't heard of…

— Terry Pratchett

“He even pursued the story of a four-year-old girl who bragged that her father, a Jewish merchant of herculean physical stature, had thrown Winter…

— Helmut Walser Smith

“But Dad was no longer breathing. That was what had happened to him, the connection with the air had been broken, now it pushed…

— Karl Ove Knausgård

“I watched him as he lined up the ships in bottles on his deck, bringing them over from the shelves where they usually sat.…

— Alice Sebold

Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard... Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.

— William Wordsworth

“We were quite naturally unhappy; feeling a definite need, unbearably keen at moments, which was never to be satisfied. But that was recognizable pain,…

— Virginia Woolf

“His oldest child from his second marriage, Matthew, stayed up all the night before he was buried, putting his father’s history on a wooden…

— Edward P. Jones

“My father asked me about Rexroth, my mom asked me about my father, and no one asked me about me. Or Theo. Or surfing.”

— L.J. Shen