His plate was full but his fists sat motionless like two dark quartz stones on either side of it.
The Complete StoriesThe old woman was the kind who would not cut down a large old tree because it was a large old tree.
The Complete StoriesMy heart's broken,' he thought. 'If I feel this way my heart must be broken.
The Complete Short StoriesOnce in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed.
The Complete Works of Alfred TennysonLove's the son stood stammering elocution while the poor ship in flames went down
The Complete Poems, 1927-1979Congrats, bro. You've just sold your soul to the devil. Wait. You don't have a soul.
Ancient Legends: The Complete CollectionWe choose exile as a vantage point; from exile we look back on the rejected
Above the River: The Complete Poems