Quote by Jeanne Marie Laskas Download Open image ““long braids, used Ivory soap, and liked to stencil her walls with”” — Jeanne Marie Laskas ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“She looked so happy, so content, so beautiful. Her long brown curls swept around her face at every turn. I loved the way she… — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“She had long since lost the sense of her dresses and skirts and blouses; they were rote phrases of rayon and cotton that she… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Her hair had been long and wavy and brown then, natural in curl and color, as he liked it, and her face bashful and… — Alice Munro Copy Share Image
“What power that girl wielded, though there was nothing striking or unusual about her - unless one considered her long braid and her common… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“turquoise-and-green cloth that cloaked her body did not soften the rigidity of her frame. Her bright copper hair had been arranged into an elaborate confection of twists, curls and coils. Her face, as intricately lined as a map, was powdered white and finished with bold scarlet lipstick. In her lap, her hands were a cluster of rubies, emeralds and white,… — Diane Setterfield Copy Share
“The bedroom was larger than our entire cottage. Its walls were pale green, delicately sketched with patterns of gold, and the mouldings were golden as well. I might have thought it tacky had the ivory furniture and rugs not complemented it so well. The gigantic bed was of a similar colour scheme, and the curtains that hung from the towering… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“Her smile held–held and yet changed, the way freshness depart white linens once you unfold them and put them on the table or bed.… — Alison Atlee Copy Share Image
“She took a guilty sort of pleasure in washing him, sliding her soapy fingers over brawny shoulders and a chiseled back. Colorful” — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“She leans forward, revealing an ear: a freshly formed, soap-smooth, pretty ear, its delicate outline glistening with a tracery of fine hairs.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Lately, in this city I love, this neighborhood I love, all I seem to notice are the intrusions. Hot Air. Reeking garbage. Lunatic neighbors...I… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
Why do we think the people on stage are the only ones having fun? — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
“Now, brooder is an interesting word. People who worry a lot in silence are known as brooders. But then again so is a hen… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
“Chaos, I think, is youth. Youth at any age. Because as long as you have chaos, you are free of responsibility. When you are… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
Solitude is a place where all is quiet - except the beating of your heart. — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
But the writing life, it turned out, was difficult. It wasn't like you could sit down and flip a switch and crank on the… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
You plant a garden one flower at a time. ... You write a book one word at a time, clean a closet one shelf… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
I was suppose to write a book about being a mom, to organize my thoughts into chapters and figure out a structure to hang… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
“Brooding is more something I do when I'm working. I know so much more about sitting around worrying about a work project than I… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
Isolation is aloneness that feels forced upon you, like a punishment. Solitude is aloneness you choose and embrace. I think great things can come… — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
“And I don't think anybody ever gets over loss. I think you get through it. You let it get through you.” — Jeanne Marie Laskas Copy Share Image
