Beautiful writing Quote by Tahereh Mafi Download Open image ““His eyes are a midnight moment filled with memories, the only windows into my world.”” — Tahereh Mafi ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Beautiful writing Memory Poetic Time
“I close my eyes, committing the moment to memory. The moment where he managed to turn the darkest part of me to light.” — Alice Montalvo-Tribue Copy Share Image
“Every night, I laid awake with your memories flooding through my eyes with the hope to be with you when sleep arrived.” — Anmol Rawat Copy Share Image
“Those eyes have haunted my dreams. But not just while I’m sleeping. Every damn waking moment.” — Kati Wilde Copy Share Image
“i'm glad to be alive in a world where his gently awakening eyes nourish the morning sun.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
“Now memories have an unusual way of coming back to you in the middle of a day.” — Avijeet Das Copy Share Image
“I don’t know why we sleep or wake or why one dreams a fast bombastic image and the other memory’s faintest trace which anyway haunts the day, if you look hard through the flawed window glass you can begin to see the lightest rain or snow but it’s not there, now I can see it on the books and on… — Bernadette Mayer Copy Share
“In the dark, dank world of the Tunnels, I would call upon this memory. And there would be a flicker of candlelight. If only… — Brodi Ashton Copy Share Image
“The moment I close my eyes, I see you and sleep vanishes. I’m awake the entire night, revisiting our memories together. The night seems… — Santonu Kumar Dhar Copy Share Image
“Through them, I was able to make a turn in myself, and somehow that view from the window seen alone and at night has… — Siri Hustvedt Copy Share Image
“I am again in the present and awake. I close my eyes and am desperately trying to recapture the childhood memory. Now, however, I… — Alexandar Tomov Copy Share Image
His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I didn't want the clothes or the perfect shoes or the expensive anything. I didn't want to be draped in silk. All I ever… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“He's too much. Everything about him is too much. His emotions, his actions, his anger, his aggression. His love.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“Right now I can't even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I want you, I want all of you. I want you inside and out and catching your breath and aching for me like I… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I almost forget that she still hates me, despite how hard I’ve fallen for her. And I’ve fallen. So hard. I’ve hit the ground. Gone right through it. Never in my life have I felt this. Nothing like this. I’ve felt shame and cowardice, weakness and strength. I’ve known terror and indifference, self-hate and general disgust. I’ve seen things that… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart. — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“That’s when I understand. Of course she’s not okay. Of course she didn’t get any sleep last night. Last night she almost killed one… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“Nothing is set in stone. A bird can be refolded into a boat, a fish, a kimono, or any other extravagant vision. At other… — Tor Udall Copy Share Image
“Madoc was always calm, after all. So calm all the damn time growing up. He didn’t shout or show his anger until he’d had… — Penelope Douglas Copy Share Image
“It was becoming a nightmare. Ronan could hear the night horrors coming, in love with his blood and his sadness.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Feelings that would not have disgraced a leader who, now that the snow has begun to fall and the mountain-top is covered in mist, knows that he must lay himself down and die before morning comes, stole upon him, paling the colour of his eyes, giving him, even in the two minutes of his turn on the terrace, the bleached… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“You don't need an entire garden bed, to notice the beauty of a flower.” — Nikki Rowe Copy Share Image
“But in the name of all that is holy, Mosca, of all the people you could have taken up with, why Eponymous Clent?" murmured Kohlrabi. Because I'd been hording words for years, buying them from peddlers and carving them secretly on bits of bark so I wouldn't forget them, and then he turned up using words like "epiphany" and "amaranth."… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share
“All her life she had believed in something more, in the mystery that shape-shifted at the edge of her senses. It was the flutter of moth wings on glass and the promise of river nymphs in the dappled creek beds. It was the smell of oak trees on the summer evening she fell in love, and the way dawn threw… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share
“It was pouring earlier, great sheets of rain, and now the clouds outside the window are crystal tipped, like mountain peaks in the sky,… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Wherever you travel to, appreciate the culture and beauty of the place.” — Lailah Gifty Akita Copy Share Image
“In the morning light the land and trees and the surface of the river were the color of fresh blood.” — Joe R. Lansdale Copy Share Image