Quotes About Shiver

There is a strange, mineral scent in the air. As soon as we enter the compound surrounded by al the granite walls, the day turns colorless, shadowless. It's neither warm nor cold, though we shiver in our coats.

Always a mask Held in the slim hand whitely Always she had a mask before her face— Truly the wrist Holding it lightly Fitted the task: Sometimes however Was there a shiver, Fingertip quiver, Ever so slightly— Holding the mask? For years and years and years I wondered But dared not ask And then— I blundered, Looked behind the mask, To find Nothing— She had no face. She had become Merely a hand Holding a mask With grace. —Author unknown