Tuesday, July 8, 2008

What I Wish I Had Written

I am going start a collection of words I wish I'd written. While I am in awe of so many writers, sometimes a sentence hits you and you just can't let it go.

Here's one for today:

"She laid the side of her face against his frail old heart, where the pink shell of her ear could capture whatever song it had left."

2 comments:

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

So beautiful. From where?

Sabrina said...

This is from Barbara Kingsolver's "Prodigal Summer."

The whole novel is stunning.

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