Branches Quote by Patrick O'Brian

“Instead of diving into the shadows of the forest, he was a tawny lightning bolt striking the edge of a clearing that would eventually…

— Elizabeth Lim

The leaves streamed down, trembling in the sun. They were not green, only a few, scattered through the torrent, stood out in single drops…

— Ayn Rand

“The young man, perched insecurely in the slen­der branches, rocked till he felt slightly drunk, reached down the boughs, where the scarlet beady cherries…

— DH Lawrence

“The multicolored leaves were softly glowing against the black sky, creating an untimely nocturnal rainbow which scattered its spectral tints everywhere and dyed the…

— Thomas Ligotti

With its leaves so rich and heavy with elation and its crimson face made brighter with visions of divinity the shadow of a certain…

— Aberjhani

The grass he walked through was new and a sweet smell clung to his clothes. There was blue dye on his hands from the…

— Alice Hoffman

“Tinges of crimson glowed momentarily, before masses of ink and grey crowded in. Constable’s sky would not have looked more poetic on its canvas…

— Mehreen Ahmed

“The light faded slowly, retreating through the trees. The thick mossy trunks grew dense with shadow, edges still rimmed with a fugitive light that…

— Diana Gabaldon

“Sometimes after dinner, he would walk into the woods that began behind the house. He would stretch down on the ground on his stomach,…

— Ayn Rand

“We were in the autumnlands. Dim as it was, the forest glowed. The golden leaves flashing by blazed like sparks caught in the updraft…

— Margaret Rogerson

He lowered the window, and looked out at the rising sun. There was a ridge of ploughed land, with a plough upon it where…

— Charles Dickens

“Two suns burned in a copper sky overhead. One was large and somewhat oblong and gave off a dull orange light. The other was…

— Ryu Mitsuse