Quotes About Contrast

April came tiptoeing in beautifully that year with sunshine and soft winds for a few days; and then a driving northeast snowstorm dropped a white blanket over the world

The Donald Fraser of The Story Girl was Donald Montgomery, and Neil Campbell was David Murray, of Bedeque. The only embroidery I permitted myself in the telling of the tale was to give Donald a horse and cutter. In reality, what he had was a half-broken steer, hitched to a rude, old wood-sled, and it was with this romantic equipage that he hied him over to Richmond Bay to propose to Nancy!

Olive never had to wear flannel petticoats. Olive wore ruffled silk and sheer lawn and filmy laced flounces. But Olive's father had 'married money' and Olive never had Bronchitis. So there you were.

Me gustan las cosas bellas y odio que el espejo no refleje algo hermoso. Me hace sentir muy triste, igual que cuando veo algo horrible.

It's lovely when the dark is your friend, isn't it? When you turn on the light, it makes the dark your enemy... and it glowers in at you resentfully.

there is a good deal more prose than poetry in life.

Anne tried to picture Mrs. Skinner on speaking terms with romance and failed.

She is just a perfect angel, while I am only angelic in spots and demonic in other spots.

away from a world where women bobbed their hair and you couldn't tell who were grandmothers and who were flappers—from behind

Bayan Allan der ki, ne zaman bizi zorlayan bir ÅŸey düÅŸünsek ayn? zamanda ona kar?? kullanaca??m?z hoÅŸ bir ÅŸey de düÅŸünmeliymiÅŸiz.

Bazen teori ile pratik aras?nda büyük bir fark oluyordu.

when the darkness is close to us it is a friend. But when we sorter push it away from us—divorce ourselves from it, so to speak, with lantern light—it becomes an enemy.

Snow in April is an abomination.

It had been so ugly, and Walter hated ugliness.

It's so much more romantic to end a story up with a funeral than a wedding.

There's all the difference in the world, you know, between being inside looking out and outside looking in.

The Pringles are mushrooms compared to them.

Moreover, you couldn't get animal sex and tight leather and sex toys along with something warm and comforting and meaningful.

He needed time to adjust to real life, where heroes and villains could not be told apart by their looks or their accents, where there were no last minute reversals of fortune.

I gave you books. You gave me plants. Books live. Plants die.

I sing about life. I am happy, but life is sad.

woman's love is like the morning dew, it's just as apt to settle on a horse turd as it is on a rose.

The Western photographers also managed to put the people in scale with the landscapes, to the amazement of Easterners.

When night comes on in a room lit by kerosene, any flicker of the flame can give the sense that darkness is about to triumph.