Quote by Janice Maynard

“Wolf’s wits, moving now, in spite of the fumes of smoke and alcohol, with restored clarity, achieved a momentous orientation of many obscure matters.”

— John Cowper Powys

“The eeriness of the weeping moss from the trees, reminding me of shrouds covering the faces of mourners. There are people coming home from…

— Rachel Renee

“This is the whole of the story and we might have left it at that had there not been profit and pleasure in the…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“I reluctantly pull out my knife as I silently close the distance between myself, animal and idiot. From a distance I thought the wolf…

— Tracey Ward

“Forever encased in the amber of a writer's prose.”

— Robert Galbraith

“the beauty and nobility, the august mission and destiny, of human handwriting.”

— George Bernard Shaw

“Woodbine took the note away, revealing the paper beneath:”

— Diana Gabaldon

“So the ghostly figure which has haunted these pages, as it haunted my life, goes down into the impenetrable gloom. Like a shadow she…

— Wilkie Collins

“A brief rustling that broke off short, as if startled at itself, then deadly silence, that agonising, watchful hush, fraught with its own betrayal,…

— Gustav Meyrink

“... I find in all the works of the greatest writers, especially in their unedited letters, some touch, some sign of myself - some…

— Katherine Mansfield

“The distortion of a text resembles a murder: the difficulty is not in perpetrating the deed, but in getting rid of its traces.”

— Anonymous

“Thus when I come to shape here at this table between my hands the story of my life and set it before you as…

— Virginia Woolf