Time Quote by William T. Vollmann

“The one Jack had picked up was clearly of the flower/nature variety if he was vomiting foliage.”

— Missouri Dalton

“So he lay there, desperate as a beetle fallen on its back, trying not to think of all the things he did not want…

— Benjamin Black

“He glanced first at me, and then at his devastated flowerbed; all plowed up and butchered, like a Ripper victim- like Pearly Poll, lying…

— Russell Brand

“The little flower lies in the dust. It sought the path of the butterfly.”

— Rabindranath Tagore

“He had pink butterfly ears. The rest of him was still in the larval stage.”

— Ross Macdonald

“I looked at the faces around me and I knew mine was like theirs. Faces with the blood drained away, tight faces, worried, lost.…

— John Fante

“furrowed, and she leaned forward as though she’d seen him in the darkness. Jerking back behind the plant, he decided it wouldn’t be good…

— Michelle Shocklee

“Her eyes pleaded with him to understand, to try. Under that gaze, Eanrin had no option but to sit and stare at the scribbles…

— Anne Elisabeth Stengl

“William got up and went over to the window. Outside, the autumn fields lay pleasingly striped with stubble and speckled with partridges.”

— Joanna Trollope

“We speak from the devil in side our hearts. But sometimes when the flower can reach it. It will get softer again.”

— whiteny edelenbos

“But up close that handsomeness is compromised. By the hardness of his eyes, which are the flat color of acorns pressed into winter mud.”

— Sierra Simone

“Because scratching this particular itch would only spread it. This isn’t a bug bite. This is poison ivy.”

— Adriana Locke