Quote by Stephen King

“Her heart was made of liquid sunsets.”

— Virginia Woolf

“My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain…

— Alfred Tennyson

“She was about to laugh at the selfishness of her reaction, but she was distracted by the cool evening air when she stepped outside,…

— Tom Perrotta

“She felt vaguely upset and unsettled. She was suddenly tired of outworn dreams. And in the garden the petals of the last red rose…

— L.M. Montgomery

“Outside, as she passed the kitchen window, she watched her breath appear before her in the lamplight and then it died away in moist…

— Paulette Jiles

“Her lips against his, the sun soaking into their skin, and the sweet, fragrant breezes that wafted through this isolated picnic area was nothing…

— Katherine McIntyre

“Yesterday's rain had left a bitter, springlike smell in the air; the vehemence that beat against her in the street and hummed above her…

— Willa Cather

“Remembering her, it is as if my heart were buried in the rain. Again I think it’s she, but why would she be coming…

— Pablo Neruda

“She was brave from wine and unseasonable sunshine and the newfound closeness of home.”

— Claire Vaye Watkins

“I opened the window and my heart. The sun flooded the room and love inundated my soul.”

— Paulo Coelho

“Anything is better than the silence when she answered to hands gesturing and was indifferent to the movement of lips. When she saw every…

— Toni Morrison

“You fed my heart soup.”

— Poppet