“Where the veil broke, you could see silvery clouds on which tall angels might stand. Not cute little Christmas angels, but high, stern angels in white robes, whose faces were sad and serious from being near God all day and hearing His decisions about the world.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“No fish were biting. Not that morning. She heard James calling her with panic in his voice. Slowly, she trudged back to her family. “I told you,” Sammy said to James, “because the fishing line was”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“They spent almost four dollars on supper at the mall, and none of them had dessert. They had hamburgers and french fries and, after Dicey thought it over, milkshakes.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“Dicey felt a great weight settle on her shoulders. She tried to shrug it off, but it wouldn’t move.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“He took his time getting to her, as if he was sure she’d wait, sure of his own strength to hold her, even at that distance. He moved like he thought she was afraid of him, too afraid to run.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“Throughout the meal, Windy’s voice blew over them, smooth and steady. It didn’t matter what he was saying.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“There could be no home for the Tillermans. Home free — Dicey would settle for a place to stay. Stay free.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“Out here, there was salt on the wind itself that fell on your skin like rain. You could taste it. Out here the sun heated and the wind cooled, and the waves sang their constant song.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“The No filled the whole air of the house. Every time she breathed in she breathed in that No.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“He was studying his grandmother, as if he was hungry too, but for something not food, hungry in a way that food could never fill.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“She felt funny, strange, making up lies as quickly and smoothly as if she’d been doing it all her life.”
― Cynthia Voigt, quote from Homecoming
“Neither the heart cut by a sliver of glass in a wasteland of thorns, nor the atrocious waters seen in the corners of certain houses, waters like eyelids and eyes, could hold your waist in my hands when my heart lifts its oak trees toward your unbreakable thread of snow. Night sugar, spirit of crowns, redeemed human blood, your kisses banish me, and a surge of water with remnants of the sea strikes the silences that wait for you surrounding the worn-out chairs, wearing doors away.”
― Pablo Neruda, quote from Residence on Earth
“I shuffle along, letting the current pull me, and i have the sense that I am like a rat caught in a maze of tunnels, moving endlessly toward some promise of...of what? Light? Life? Cheese?”
― Lisa Ann Sandell, quote from A Map of the Known World
“Era quel nome... Marta.
Il suo nome era un sospiro, una preghiera, una supplica: sulle labbra di Fanny un bacio, su quelle di Henry un gemito, su quelle di Effie una benedizione di tale potenza che il suo intero essere era soffuso di amore e di desiderio... Marta.
Dopo mezzanotte lei percorreva il corridoio poco illuminato della casa di Crook Street. Quando passava sentivo sulla nuca il suo tocco leggero, ironico. Coglievo il suo profumo sulle tende, udivo il tono piacevolmente roco, la voce con la lieve inflessione dalla finestra aperta, mentre rideva dall'umida nebbia di Londra. La sognavo così come l'avevo vista la prima volta dalla fessura nel muro, un rosa ardente di carne cremisi, una Furia con i capelli in fiamme, che rideva attraverso il fuoco come una pazza o una dea...”
― Joanne Harris, quote from Sleep, Pale Sister
“It would be nice to avoid the world, to leave it and all its threats and unhappiness. Not to die or anything like that, but to find a place of solitude and solace.”
― Robert Cormier, quote from Beyond the Chocolate War
“Why did You bid me drown the letter? I have lost something that he touched, and the destruction of it has gained You nothing, for now I no longer read the words, I hear them, as if he implored me face to face. Speak to me, Jacob, do not play the tyrant. Speak to me.”
― Maria McCann, quote from As Meat Loves Salt
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