41 Quotes About Evocative

You are the song I keep in starless light, a beauty known beyond uncommon sight, within your mantle of colours and riotous grace, I seek the fire-storm, our winters place.

My actions have alone been for hope of verdant kindness, to draw free thorns from others where once felt a violent tempest through me.

Hold true to the day when your ruinous colours become the reason you hold light.

She is 25. Whereas Pauline at forty undresses in the darkness and drapes herself languorously with a sheet or towel, Blanche stretches naked on her back under the electric light, her left knee raised, her right foot resting on it, examining her wriggling toes. She flings out her arm and flicks ash in the vague direction of the ashtray.

Wartime lipstick is necessarily cobbled together from whatever tailings and gristle were left over once all the good stuff was use to grease propeller shafts. A florid and cloying scent is needed to conceal its unspeakable mineral and animal origins.It is the smell of War.

He was attentive but impersonal, and esteemed rather than loved.

It was no ape, neither was it a man. It was some shambling horror spawned in the mysterious, nameless jungles of the south, where strange life teemed in the reeking rot without the dominance of man, and drums thundered in temples that had never known the tread of a human foot.

In the park, the bright colors of the children's clothing, the timbre of their young voices, lowered and darkened.

She turns to the piano and begins a song, slow, mournful, that sounds like the wind in my dreams. As her fingers drift over the keys, the song wakes something inside me besides grief - a shadow, shadow of a shadow in the library of my mind, something I never knew forgotten.