Acres Quote by Kelley Armstrong

Mud in the stream. And earth in the air. Clay in my ears. And stone in my stare.

— Iris Lopez

“I should have known,” he whispered. “I am the rain.” And yet he looked dully down the mountains of his body where the hills…

— John Steinbeck

“At night the fog was thick and full of light, and sometimes voices.”

— Erin Bow

An owl sound wandered along the road with me. I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears.

— William Stafford

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill I could see the city light Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night He…

— Peter Gabriel

And I needed a rock. Something to hold onto, to stand on. Something solid. Because everything was going soft, turning into mush, into marsh,…

— Ursula K. Le Guin

“He got up and walked out to the road. The black shape of it running from dark to dark. Then the distant low rumble.…

— Cormac McCarthy

“Sunk in the mud, it took all my strength to flip it over. I lifted out the oar and inspected the bottom for holes…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“It almost rained Saturday.The clouds hung low over the farm.The air felt thick.It smelled like rain. In town,the sidewalks got damp, that was all.”

— Karen Hesse

“Frost had built on the dead grass, and it skirled beneath his feet. If not for this sound he’d have thought himself struck deaf,…

— Denis Johnson

“The house was quiet. Silently, I walked down the stairs and passed the peacock room where I found Mr. Kadam sitting and waiting for…

— Colleen Houck

“Inside the house there was no sound save the ticking of the mantel clock in the front room. He went out and shut the…

— Cormac McCarthy