"[He] could smell the distant winter on the air -- a mixture of night-mist and crisp darkness and the tang of fallen leaves." - Neil Gaiman, Stardust
"Concealed behind strong barriers the heart becomes ice." - Frank Herbert, Heretics of Dune
"...we knew we were lucky to live there. Or we thought we knew anyway; you can never know how lucky you are to have something until it's taken away." - Laura Shepperson, Phaedra
"I would not let a man who knew the value of nothing make me doubt the value of myself." - Jennifer Saint, Ariadne
"We're still friends. I just can't trust her or tell her anything important." - Tessa Bailey, It Happened One Summer
"The heat of the sun rested on me like a blanket of molten gold." - Luna McNamara, Psyche and Eros
"She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars." - Neil Gaiman, Stardust
"He pours for me. The coffee is hot and thick and biting. Nearly deadly. Delicious." - Rebecca Serle, One Italian Summer
"Day by day, the leaves of the trees along the streets turned to gold. It delighted me to see how well the changing colors matched the slow transformation happening inside me." - Satoshi Yagisawa, Days at the Morisaki Bookshop (Translation by Eric Ozawa)