Gilda-joyce Quote by Jennifer Allison

“Something inside him shifted and came to rest, as if it had found its proper place. It was like one of his sister’s wooden…

— Lena Goldfinch

“He unzipped his hooded top and took it off, and wished emotions were like clothes, that he could remove them, fold them, set them…

— Nick Laird

“They could read it on each other, their faces wrinkled pages. Words hiding in the folds of their clothes. She was made of letters…

— Brian Francis Slattery

“He opened the letter and read its contents. A stiffness grew in his loins as her sexual fantasies were laid bare, written out before…

— Charles Dyson

“She was enchanting. He loved the notes she wrote in her pretty handwriting, the way she smelled, like oranges and dough, the savage blackness…

— Sarah Addison Allen

“He didn't understand what happened to him. He felt like a piece of paper that had once had coherent writing on it but had…

— Jonathan Franzen

“It was even softer and fluffier than I’d imagined. It was like wearing an Ewok.”

— Joe Hill

“His wild grey hair and habitually rumpled clothes made him look vaguely bewildered, as if he’d just woken up and couldn’t quite remember where…

— Patrick Rothfuss

“She loved how, if you were careful, when you erased no one knew anything was missing. And, conversely, if you pressed just hard enough,…

— Rachael Herron

“He cut away the insignificant and incidental. Those bits were tossed away from the juicy core pieces. He slid the excess tissue and tendons…

— Jeffry R. Halverson

“DeChevue entered the room. His long coat, which was draped across his shoulders, flowed behind him like a cape. An absurd effect, Edwin thought.…

— Patrick E. McLean