Air Quote by John Updike

“Their footsteps sound like the soft hush of rain over the stone floors.”

— Rene Denfeld

“A voice like boots stepping in gravel.”

— Brandon Sanderson

“It was like a lucky pebble kept in my pocket that got so shined up from rubbing against the denim that no one could…

— Jacquelyn Mitchard

“I did not see where the bullets were going, but little songbirds flew down from the trees, confused and worried. They perched on my…

— Daoud Hari

“They might just as well have been throwing pebbles into an empty cave.”

— Haruki Murakami

“Down came the dry flakes, fat enough and heavy enough to crash like nickels on stone. It always surprised him, how quiet it was.…

— Toni Morrison

“The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily,…

— Simona Panova

“Do you imagine that the poisonous spittle of five hundred little men of your sort, hoisted on to each other's shoulders, could even drool…

— Marcel Proust

“The mad cackling of the Goblin and the howls of his friends as they try to forget their children, their loves, and be brave.…

— Pierce Brown

“The vegetation has crawled mile for mile towards the towns. It is waiting. When the town dies, the Vegetation will invade it, it will…

— Jean-Paul Sartre

“I heard the telltale sound of scales scraping against metal--a light swoosh, a tongue flickering out to taste the stale and humid air. Whatever…

— Jennifer Lynn Barnes

“and floating in the Sound was a triangle of silver scales, trembling a little to the stiff, tinny drip of the banjoes on the…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald