Folklore Quote by Jónas Hallgrímsson

“Dicey looked out over the tall marsh grasses, blowing in the wind. If the wind blew, the grasses had to bend with it.”

— Cynthia Voigt

“... right glad is the grass that grows in the open, when the damp dewdrops are dripping from the leaves, to greet a gay…

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“He picked up a handful of grass and squeezed it in his fingers, letting the blades fall back to the ground, two or three…

— Thomas Tessier

“..cold, like swallowed tears.”

— Diana Abu-Jaber

“She and Jack had formed her of snow and birch boughs and frosty wild grass.”

— Eowyn Ivey

“When they would return to one another from their solitariness, they returned gently as dew comes to the morning grass.”

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

“What grasses the horses had left was heavy with dew, as if some passing god had scattered a bag of diamonds over the earth.”

— George R.R. Martin

“But for your eyes. Green as spring grass, and sparkling like dew in the morning sun.”

— S.M. Carrière

“The tears formed and I fought not to blink, knowing if one tiny wet drop escaped, the battle would be over. I lost.”

— Myra McEntire

“I looked around me as if it were possible to collect together the heart I'd nearly spilled all over the grass.”

— Christina Lauren

“Stung, I lifted my eyes to his and saw them as if for the first time. Eyes the color of rain, soft as dew…

— Deborah Wheeler

“I'm pretty lost in becoming all this frost. Bitter, like Winter. Strung-out like a string of pearls.”

— Ashly Lorenzana