Maureen Johnson

13 Little Blue Envelopes - Maureen Johnson

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  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    All the early morning gray and lavender was burning off fast, and a bright blue sky blossomed above her.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    Overhead, intricate patterns of lights and wire had been webbed between every streetlight, forming pictures of musical notes and sleighs.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    There was something so good about the morning that they could be silent and just drink in the sun and enjoy their own behavior.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    The water under them was a crayon-bright turquoise—the kind of color she’d never believed water could be.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    They slugged through the water at a slow enough pace to allow seabirds to land on the deck, rest, and then take off again.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    There’s nothing quite like a long, slow boat ride to clear your thoughts, Gin. A good, slow ferry that takes its time and leaves you baking in the sun off the coast of Italy.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    It lasted for about four minutes, and pretty soon it was, “No shoe should be judged by its footprint, for the foot has a print of its own.”
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    I’ve never had a good memory for quotes. I’ve always tried to remember them, but it never works out.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    The really astonishing thing was, as she heard her own voice echoing around the huge bar, it almost sounded right.
  • Cris Lohas quoted4 years ago
    The sun hung steadily in the sky, only condescending to drop to a twilight level but never disappearing from view.
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