Clyde Colopy

“Women can change better’n a man,” Ma said soothingly. “Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.”
“Man, he lives in jerks-baby born an’ a man dies, an’ that’s a jerk-gets a farm and looses his farm, an’ that’s a jerk. Woman, its all one flow, like a stream, little eddies, little waterfalls, but the river, it goes right on. Woman looks at it like that. We ain’t gonna die out. People is goin’ on-changin’ a little, maybe, but goin’ right on.”
― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

“Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”
― Clement Clarke Moore, Twas the Night Before Christmas

“Sabriel sentiu o turbilhão familiar de energia e a sensação de cair numa galáxia infindável de
estrelas. Mas, aqui, as estrelas eram os símbolos da Carta, ligados numa dança sem princípio nem fim, mas que continha e descrevia o mundo no seu movimento. Sabriel conhecia apenas uma pequena fração dos símbolos, mas sabia o que dançavam e sentiu a pureza da Carta a banhá-la.”
― Garth Nix, Sabriel

“I begin to shed my Martha-like anxiety about many things. Washable slipcovers, faded and old—I hardly see them; I don’t worry about the impression they make on other people. I am shedding pride.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea: 70th Anniversary Edition