Dust Quote by James Kenneth Stephen

“She will not come back, but her beauty, her voice, will echo until the end of time. She believed in something beyond herself, and…

— Pierce Brown

“and rocks and creaks and moans in the eternal breeze. Through all ages — when the pavement was grass, when it was swamp, through…

— Virginia Woolf

We live in our tales of ourselves, she thought, and ignore as best we can the contradictions, and the lapses, and the abrasions of…

— Gregory Maguire

“Only now, in rhythmic waves, was she struck by her stupidity, her blindness, her estheronautiness , and, above all, her longing, the insult of…

— David Grossman

“When she smiles, the lines in her face become epic narratives that trace the stories of generations that no book can replace.”

— Curtis Tyrone Jones

“As the two of us—past self, my present self—hovered over her bed, I could see each cruel damage written across her skin, beneath her…

— David Levithan

“And Iseult rose up where she sat apart, And with her sweet soul deepening her deep eyes Cast the furs from her and subtle…

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

As though she had entered a fable, as though she were no more than words crawling along a dry page, or as though she…

— Salman Rushdie

“Eyes like streams of melting snow, Cold with the things she does not know, Heaven above and Hell benieth, Liquid flames to hold her…

— Anonymous

“And do you want to hear something that was breaking my heart, day after day? I forgot the faces of my granddaughters in all…

— Melina Marchetta

“And what appearance is there on Deirdre?" he said. "It is this," said Gelban, "although Naoise put out my eye, I would have wished…

— Deirdre of the Sorrows trad. Irish

“But this is till the same girl who once lived in the steppes, wild and indomitable. Even when she ceased to play in the…

— Jean Lorrain