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“She sat down on the bank of the Murma River and weeded nettles from an over grown grassy patch. Strange, she could not find…

— Mehreen Ahmed

“At their very feet had been the river. The boat came breasting out of the mist, and in they stepped. All new things in…

— Eudora Welty

“Grey morning dulled the bay. Banks of clouds, Howth just one more bank, rolled to sea, where other Howths grumbled to greet them. Swollen…

— Jamie O'Neill

“I who had loved the image of old Geulincx, dead young, who left me free, on the black boat of Ulysses, to crawl towards…

— Samuel Beckett

“They caught hands again, and walked toward the water's edge, two small figures against the black waves. Only halfway there, one of them must…

— Rachel Joyce

“The black land slid by and he was going into the country among the hills. For the first time in a dozen years the…

— Ray Bradbury

“I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where'er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let…

— Herman Melville

“On the dock Yarrow stood and watched them go, as sailors’ wives and sisters stand on all the shores of all Earthsea watching their…

— Ursula K. Le Guin

“He woke early the next morning. It was still cool, but he opened the window and, leaning on the ledge, looked down at the…

— Rupert Thomson

“I wish the boy was here,' he said aloud and settled himself against the rounded planks of the bow and felt the strength of…

— Ernest Hemingway

“Long ago, we served the gods at the river. They lined men up on the river banks, cut off their heads.” She dipped her…

— C.N. Crawford

“the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth…

— Kenneth Grahame