Rosemary

“...the whole sky overhead seemed trembling under the shock of the footprints of the storm.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“All things exist as they are perceived: at least in relation to the percipient. 'The mind is its own place, and of itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.' But poetry defeats the curse which binds us to be subjected to the accident of surrounding impressions. And whether it spreads its own figured curtain or withdraws life's dark veil from before the scene of things, it equally creates for us a being within our being.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley, Shelley's Poetry and Prose

“Her hair was a glory of tendrils for the snaring of husbands.”
― Michael Chabon, Telegraph Avenue

“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.”
― W. Somerset Maugham