Hasty Quote by Jonathan Swift

She comes majestic with her swelling sails, The gallant Ship: along her watery way, Homeward she drives before the favouring gales; Now flirting at…

— Robert Southey

“She came through the fog, no more than a sliver of darkness. She didn’t run—she just walked with that insufferable swagger.”

— Sarah J. Maas

“With her head bent low into the breeze, she trudged through the town as quickly as the frozen footpaths”

— Patricia Gibney

“Streaks of rainwater like varicose veins slide down the umbrella.”

— A.J. Finn

She started off, walking fast, as if the speed of her steps could give form to the things she felt.

— Ayn Rand

“The sound of her footsteps was like a stream falling gently downhill over cool stones in the quiet of night.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

She walked beside Jared, four inches of rain-dashed darkness between her hanging wrist and his.

— Sarah Rees Brennan

“The waters of the stream played the part of the orchestra, and the sunlight provided the dancers. Every now and then a crescendo of…

— Edward Mooney Jr

“One great pleasure they enjoyed together was bathing. The Homestead possessed a little cove of its own under the rocks, where there was a…

— Charlotte Mary Yonge

She walked quickly through the darkness with the frank stride of someone who was at least certain that the forest, on this damp and…

— Terry Pratchett

Companions are we, enlivened by a mighty gallop quickly sliding a harsh straw basket of sea foam gathered astride the tide.

— Bradley Chicho

She walks--the lady of my delight-- A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep.…

— Alice Meynell