Alaska young Quote by John Green

How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!" to a margin note written in her loop-heavy cursive: Straight & Fast.

— John Green

“The nature of the labyrinth, I scribbled into my spiral notebook, and the way out of it. This”

— John Green

“She was gone then in a flurry of bonnet ribbons and clicking slippers. I turned, paying no attention to where I went, wishing the…

— Anne Rice

“There was a time in my life⎯not too long ago⎯when I was trapped. Pulled beneath the waves, into the hole I had climbed into.…

— Marni Mann

“Startled, I accidently knock over my inkwell. A black tsunami of ink sprawls out across the page, engulfing the tiny village of my words.…

— Danger Slater

“Writing, someone said, is turning blood into ink.”

— George Sheehan

“He was a pen, and the ink just flowed through him.”

— David Jacob Knight

“Yet I am not writing with ordinary ink, but with red blood that drips from my heart. All its wounds long scarred over have…

— Ritter von Leopold Sacher-Masoch

“She’d already scanned every word a hundred times, absorbing every nuance in gradation and every stray mark of her mother’s pen—from the depth of…

— Laekan Zea Kemp

“Then took the quilt out of its linen wrapper for the pleasure of the brilliant colors and the feel of the velvet. The needlework…

— Paulette Jiles

“picture a pencil and eraser engaged in a beautiful dance across the page. The pencil's tip bursts with expression - squiggles, figures, words -…

— Adam Johnson

“The scrawled letters form words, the words form lines, the lines form a poem. Your eyes scanning across the page give the poem life.”

— Jeff VanderMeer