Art Quote by Mervyn Peake

“Waking and sleeping she had demanded to know where she belonged in a white man's world, and how and where she should invest her…

— John Le Carre

“She could have rambled with all the fervor of a woman who had loved one entity for longer than most races live, and with…

— Darrell Drake

“Suspended between the nastiness of life and the meanness of the dead, she couldn't get interested in leaving life or living it, let alone…

— Toni Morrison

“Her departure was a gradual thing, like a watercolor left in the sun, every day fainter until one day the canvas was bare and…

— Catherine McKenzie

“she heard some voice saying she couldn't paint, saying she couldn't create, as if she were caught up in one of those habitual currents…

— Virginia Woolf

“The chalk dust was everywhere. On her pants. All over her shirt. She looked like she’d fallen into a vat of 1980s eye shadow.…

— Chelsea Cain

“Her very worst picture, that, of people who live together rolling along, rolling along through the century and no matter how they try or…

— Anakana Schofield

“Last time she had been here, the room had been pastel, romantic and soft. Now it was icily white. It was urban, out of…

— Caroline B. Cooney

“Everything around me was so starkly white that I began to believe that I would turn white sooner or later. I was quietly being…

— Nikesh Shukla

“When I die I hope it may be said: 'Her suffering was black, but her books were read'.”

— Shannon Alder

“Something stirred inside her, some urge to plunge into the new white world and see what it had to offer. It was like she’d…

— Anne Ursu

“She dreamed of a world where books did not rot or give way to green blot, where words and ideas were not things you…

— Frances Hardinge