Body Quote by Rachel Caine

For as long as he could remember, he’d suffered from a vague nagging feeling of being not all there.

— Douglas Adams

“He would scrub the floors on his hands and knees, beat the rugs, wash the windows and pound the bed linen in the tin…

— Christina McKenna

“He swore by all that he ever had loved and reverenced that he would try, try with all his might in the short time…

— Gene Stratton-Porter

“As soon as he was half-awake he slipped his knickers off. Holding them close to his face, he handled them loosely for a moment…

— Derek Raymond

“Did he still want it? Did he still want to live? Yes, yes, oh, God, yes, please. Because, O.K., the thing was—he saw it…

— George Saunders

In this dark world where he now dwelt, ugly things and surprising things and once in a long while a tiny wondrous thing spilled…

— Philip K. Dick

“He was possessed of a belief that nothing existed, or to be more precise, that only when things were perceived could we be sure…

— M.T. Anderson

“He meditated resentfully on the physical texture of life. Had it always been like this? Had food always tasted like this? He looked round…

— George Orwell

It was not his habit to dwell on what could have been, but what could never be.

— Alan Paton

He couldn't tell that this was one of those occasions a man never forgets: a small cicatrice had been made on the memory, a…

— Graham Greene

He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were…

— Jojo Moyes

He could hardly imagine anymore what his life would be without the weight of his hidden knowledge. He'd come to think of it as…

— Kim Edwards