Five fingers Quote by Tahereh Mafi

“His skin radiates so much of the day's heat that touching him feels like wading into the lake, opening my hand, and catching one…

— Holly Schindler

“that day I was filled with more love than I ever could have imagined. And when my hands grew cold, you didn’t say we…

— Eowyn Ivey

“I write very simple and very naked. That's why it wounds. I'm a grey and blue landscape. I rise in a dry fountain and…

— Clarice Lispector

“I never wait for summer vacation. In deep winter, I warm-up my mind with the fire of my thoughts and swim in the ocean…

— Debasish Mridha

“When I was a child the world smelled of summer.”

— Samantha Young

“It's spring giving way to summer, balmy air smelling of roses, hot skin meeting the cold shock of the ocean, starry nights as warm…

— Sarah McCarry

“I probably won't be able to look forward to summer for a long time. My chest will hurt. My tears will be overflowing. But…

— Yuki Midorikawa

“The warmth of his mouth bloomed across my hand, and his nails skimmed across the inside of my wrist. Such great sensation from so…

— Saundra Mitchell

“The heat rose up my neck, wrapped fingers over my face. His hair fell around me, and I could smell nothing but him. The…

— Madeline Miller

“I write like I make love: alone in my bathtub, as I let the fantasy overflow and wash over me.”

— Jarod Kintz

“The wind blows through him, cleansing. Salt and distance, smell of the deep.”

— Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

“He smells like the ocean on a wild, storm-tossed day. Like moonlight on the open water. Like rain falling through leaves.”

— Tracy Wolff