#historical

I could faintly smell the ocean. I imagined being one of the old oak trees standing there swaying in the wind and braving all sorts of weather. I pondered what they had seen in the past and what they might see in the future---Carolina Rain by www.nancybbrewer.com ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#historical-romance-fiction #imagination

My bursting heart must find vent at my pen. ↗

— Abigail Adams

#inspiring #literacy #women #writing #inspirational

Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres. ↗

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

#humour #inspirational #inspirational

A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not. But I did. "Very carefully," I replied, giggling helplessly. So now we know just how old that one is, I thought. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#love

Griff had never been the fanciful sort, even as a boy. When he was with Pauline, the world was different. She forced him to see things through fresh eyes. Suddenly his library was the eighth wonder of the world, and Corinthian columns merited blasphemy. A ferry across the Thames was an epic journey, and a kiss . . . a kiss was everything. ↗

— Tessa Dare

#love #love