Quote by Karen Solie Download Open image ““and language upend its papers looking for an entry adequate to the sliced smell of budding poplars.”” — Karen Solie ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“It is when our budding hopes are nipped beyond recovery by some rough wind, that we are the most disposed to picture ourselves what… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“…the facts of history all appeared to me like specimens in a herbarium, permanently dried, so that it was easy to forget they had… — André Gide Copy Share Image
“And I wondered when I peeped into one or two on the lower tiers, and saw the tied-up brown paper packets inside, whether the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“When students write from experience, they can breathe those specifics into their writing- dialect, odd smells, precise names of plants- that can animate even… — Ralph Fletcher Copy Share Image
“This is a word we use to plug holes with. It’s the right size for those warm blanks in speech, for those red heart-… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“... Bookstore, which smelled the way only a new book from England does when you open it for the first time, faintly like nutmeg,… — Frederick Beuchner Copy Share Image
“When they coughed, they coughed like people accustomed to be forgotten on doorsteps and in draughty passages, waiting for answers to letters in faded… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Silence, the breath inside the body of what is, sings an unbroken tone struck in the key of nil. This endless untitled exclamation implicit… — Karen Solie Copy Share Image
“The honourable life is like timing. One might not have the talent for it. Take this guy up ahead who's driven 45 minutes with… — Karen Solie Copy Share Image
“the only animal who kills from a distance, noise for a voice and noise for a home, for whom all places are alike.” — Karen Solie Copy Share Image
“Night climbs its long underground staircase. It recalls what it has to tell us.” — Karen Solie Copy Share Image