It was the month of May and there was warm sunshine dripping through the holes between the clouds, like the sky was a broken blue bowl and a child was trying to keep honey in it.
― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
It was the month of May and there was warm sunshine dripping through the holes between the clouds, like the sky was a broken blue bowl and a child was trying to keep honey in it.
― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
A BIBLIOPHILE'S STYLE 
You find the best quotes! How do you go about choosing each week?
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I find the quotes for each month and season, like this one, via Goodreads searches. Most of the others come from whatever I’m currently reading, sprinkled with old favorites. 🙂
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