Quote by Mark Twain

“Glancing round to see that no one was watching, I sniffed at it. The leather binding, soft and supple, was pungent, but it was…

— Linda Proud

“And I knew that I could not bear the thought of never hearing that laughter any more. For me, it was like a spring…

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“Nothing, nothing felt better than the way sand felt beneath my feet. It was both solid and shifting. Constant and ever-changing. It was summer.”

— Jenny Han

“It was just the lightest dusting, and another person might have mistaken it for something else. But I knew where I came from. No…

— Sarah Dessen

“I bit into the oatmeal. Same levels- now the oats, well dried, but not so well watered, then the raisins, half tasteless, made from…

— Aimee Bender

“At the dune line, just before the whispering stands of sea oats and dune grass began, the sand was as damp and cold as…

— Anne Rivers Siddons

“It was one of those days when you're dragging life along behind you like a bag full of sand.”

— Hendrik Groen

“That was a mean thought, and not funny at all. I let it turn to sand and blow out of my head.”

— Christopher Buehlman

“Even the biggest wave crashes. You're about to hit the sand. I hope you like the taste of dust.”

— L.J. Shen

“He was a relentlessly cheerful presence, talked only of himself but so good-naturedly that she indulged him. He certainly laughed a good deal. Something…

— Julie Anne Long

“The world is full of painful stories. Sometimes it seems as though there aren't any other kind and yet I found myself thinking how…

— Octavia E. Butler

“He always had bread crumbs in his voice, and I followed them like a fairy tale.”

— Courtney C. Stevens