Clear Quote by Ian Mcewan

“In my mind the river flows both ways. Forward, to the explanation of things; to a destination which will justify the agonies of travel.…

— Clive Barker

Back and forth she went each morning by the river, spring arriving once again; foolish, foolish spring, breaking open its tiny buds, and what…

— Elizabeth Strout

“But she could not reduce her vision to words, since it was no single shape coloured upon the dark, but rather a general excitement,…

— Virginia Woolf

“She had no obligations; she roamed outdoors, sniffing the flora and chasing the fauna, her mind filled with images, smells, colors, and myths borne…

— Isabel Allende

“Time had twisted the stream’s contour, reshaped the profile of the trees and obscured the old paths. The very lie of the land appeared…

— Andrew Caldecott

“Time had ceased to feel linear. She looked up through the crisscrossing branches, thick with buds, into the night sky. The stars tugged at…

— Charles de Lint

“She knew how to hit to a hair's breadth that moment of evening when the light and the darkness are so evenly balanced that…

— Thomas Hardy

“Her mind was still tiptoeing along the boundary of consciousness, in that state of semi-waking that spins threads between dream and real, and for…

— Laini Taylor

“His eyes made her think of water at night—full of mysteries and hints, revealing little.”

— Eileen Wilks

...now he saw the familiar wide river beside the path differently. He saw all of the light and color and history it contained and…

— Lois Lowry

The river is now. This moment. This breath between us. The space between your heartbeats. The moment before you blink. The instant a thought…

— Lisa Mangum

“Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big…

— Joseph Conrad