Writing Quote by The Bronte Sisters

“She winds her hair into a bun, tilts her long neck back, and parts her lips. It is like watching someone paint the sky.”

— Hala Alyan

“An indescribable urgency like she’d never felt before made her run her fingers through his hair and smooth his untamed waves back from his…

— Vivienne Savage

“I'd thought of her with unblinking eyes, moving always, across the pages of opened books with rapid precision, but as she stood in front…

— Amber Dermont

“...her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top of her…

— Jean Rhys

“She carried a notebook with her everywhere and brimmed with ideas. She often woke in the night and switched on the light to scribble…

— Josephine Moon

“Her long hair is loosely tied back, her face very refined and intelligent-looking, with beautiful eyes and a shadowy smile playing over her lips,…

— Haruki Murakami

“A wonderfully hard arm encircled her, his broad wrist pressed against her spine, his long fingers fanning between her shoulder blades. She let her…

— Catherine Anderson

“her pace quickens, like a girl visiting a beloved grandparent or uncle. How right he was. She is suddenly aware of her need for…

— Nickolas Butler

“He bent his head, bringing his lips near her ear. “Talk of the future confuses you, I know. But I think about it all…

— Maggie Osborne

“She inhales slow and long. The tremors have stopped. She is still and solid and ready, a thing carved for a purpose.”

— Gin Phillips

“She talked to herself as she wrote. "Dark hair, about six four five, two-forty. Shoulders the size of Nebraska. Amazing blue eyes." She put…

— David Baldacci

“She was enchanting. He loved the notes she wrote in her pretty handwriting, the way she smelled, like oranges and dough, the savage blackness…

— Sarah Addison Allen