Quote by Margaret Atwood

“There were frogs all right, thousands of them. Their voices beat the night, they boomed and barked and croaked and rattled. They sang to…

— John Steinbeck

“I wanted to scream as I stood there, my toes hanging over the edge of the dock. I wanted to let a gut-wrenching howl…

— Keary Taylor

“Oh my God!" I shouted, smacking at myself to get it off. The chanting abruptly stopped as I danced about the interior of the…

— Kim Harrison

“I often heard this melodious hymn again in days of hardship, and it always affected me painfully. Not as the reproachful warning clang of…

— Sven Anders Hedin

“Indeed, everything that could hum, or buzz, or sing, or bloom had a part in my education--noisy-throated frogs, katydids and crickets held in my…

— Helen Keller

“I sprinted down the alley, not fast enough to avoid the cold water rolling down my back, with a childlike shriek. I caught his…

— Veronica Roth

“I took my time walking down to the lake, hoping that somehow the ache in my heart would ease. My joy at the success…

— Leigh Bardugo

“I would look out upon the wildflowers, the mulch of swamps and leaves, the spring mosses greening on the rocks, or the boulderous mountains…

— Lorrie Moore

“Screw a toad.”

— Alexey Pehov

“The words fall out of my mouth like rain- I felt them coming, smelled them in the air, but there was nothing I could…

— Ashley Herring Blake

“As soon as the words slip past my lips, I wish I could grab them with my hands and crush them in my fists.…

— Beth Revis

“Toddlers were running the place like some miniature version of Lord of the Flies, complete with weapons made from blocks and tinker toys. One…

— Piper Vaughn