What did Kiersten White mean by: I could have melted ice, my smile was so bright. - Kiersten White Author Copy
+ I can’t seem to keep my heart from leaking out of the cracks, like sand clutched in a fist. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Kiersten White, Cracks, Fists, Heart, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ Survival instincts are one of those things that never die. Feraz Zeid, July 22, 2023December 12, 2023, Kiersten White, Instinct, Survival, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ Streams of melting snow. Feraz Zeid, September 11, 2023December 26, 2023, Kiersten White, Melting, Snow, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ I thought I’d learn a few new words, but the men were too shocked to even swear this time. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Kiersten White, Swear, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ The only life I want is one with you. Feraz Zeid, July 17, 2023December 12, 2023, Kiersten White, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ Knowing where I came from didn’t change who I was. Feraz Zeid, July 17, 2023December 12, 2023, Kiersten White, Knowing, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ Wake up,’ a voice like water rippling over rocks whispered in my ear. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Kiersten White, Rocks, Voice, Water, 0 - Kiersten White Author
+ What’s the point in hating something if you aren’t proactive? Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Kiersten White, Hate, Proactive, 0 - Kiersten White Author
I have a need to be all on fire, for I have mountains of ice about me to melt. - William Lloyd Garrison Abolitionist · USA
The purpose of a story is to be an axe that breaks up the ice within us. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
In the beginning, when the world was new and nothing had a name, my father took me to see the ice. - Gabriel García Márquez Author · Colombia
