Quote by Tina May Hall

“He gives her a lump of grief that has hardened at the bottom of the canvas pocket at his waist. He gives her a…

— Tina May Hall

“I sang colors to counteract the onset of gray winter. Cadmium yellow, brown madder, cerulean blue, I whispered, invoking pause.”

— Tina May Hall

“A bridge is no stronger than its weakest span.”

— Tina May Hall

“Only son screams for his bottle. Mother says, "He has such strong lungs. Perhaps he will be a soldier”

— Tina May Hall

“Underwater, we are transparent”

— Tina May Hall

“Second daughter walks outside where everything smells like a ghost. She leaves without her red cloak, without her father's ax, without breadcrumbs for the…

— Tina May Hall

“We love our secrets; anything hidden is so dear to us, we who are always on display”

— Tina May Hall

“We pass each other notes in the hollows of our collarbones.”

— Tina May Hall

“Sometimes a child is waiting for her turn on the swingset when everything is shadow.”

— Tina May Hall

“First Daughter throws her wool mitten into the fireplace to see the yellow smoke. She loves things for the colors they burn”

— Tina May Hall

“I wanted to tell him I loved him and I couldn't remember how we met. He had things he wanted to tell me too;…

— Tina May Hall

“You kiss my cheek and leave a honey imprint that itches as it dries.”

— Tina May Hall