Quote by Sarah Hilary Download Open image ““An idea was knocking about in the back of her head, like a moth at a dimly lit window.”” — Sarah Hilary ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“She had big, vague eyes and a big, vague smile, and was always very busy in the way that a moth crashing about in… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“The patterns overhead shifted so that, had she an imagination prone to hysteria, she could easily convince herself something hid in the curtains above… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“She didn’t know why she was so attracted to this stranger, like a moth to the flame, but it scared her.” — Lindsay Chamberlin Copy Share Image
“And I'd noticed her eyes, the lightest blue, and alive, moving here and there and then staring straight on. And now there's darkness under… — Adam Berlin Copy Share Image
“Obviously, she thought, angling her head up to the second story, where filthy windows clouded with dust and decay seemed to transform into yawning… — Jessica Lemmon Copy Share Image
“suddenly the window flew open, swung back and forth on its hinges, as if something was about to come in, and she waited in… — Edna O'Brien Copy Share Image
“She was perched on the windowsill. The brilliant light didn’t seem to bother her. I could just see her thinking to herself that if… — Calia Read Copy Share Image
“I sat in the driver's seat and looked over at her again. The pale light of the night softened the lines of her face,… — Rebecca Donovan Copy Share Image
“He wasn't like a moth attracted to her flame. No, he was like a vampire, in love with her eternal darkness.” — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
“I feel like a moth drawn to the flame.” Contact would hurt, might be fatal, and yet she couldn’t stop herself.” — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“The wind languished. The floral curtain ceased flapping. The moonlight streamed through, lighting up her face. It was a young, animated face. At that… — Qiu Xiaolong Copy Share Image
“made her realise, again, how lucky she’d been to grow up in a secure, loving home.” — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“His temples throbbed but the migraine had retreated, leaving a soft wash of endorphins in its wake. He lay blinking at the pillow, light-headed… — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“That no matter how loud you shout, sometimes you’re left alone. Sometimes, no one comes.” — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“It became its own discipline, the fear of failing to do as they said; a voice in her head berating her before anyone else… — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“The house was bay-windowed, clinging to its original features the way a pensioner clung to her handbag on pension day. The neighbours had put… — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“Wiring in nooses from the ceiling, waiting to be connected, plugged into the rest of the city.” — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“Many will have suffered depression as teenagers or young women, so they’ll be familiar with that stigma, the way treatment involves judgement. It shouldn’t,… — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“Her heart staggered and stuttered in her chest, like a rat caught in the cage of her ribs.” — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“We’re solitary by nature. Aren’t we? Even families … Fundamentally, I mean.” — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
“He was nineteen, serving time for a double murder committed five years ago, when he was fourteen.” — Sarah Hilary Copy Share Image
