Author: Jennifer Donnelly

Cites

• Walt Whitman (2)
  • IN: Deep Blue (2014) Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: For more than once dimly down to the beach gliding, / Silent, avoiding the moonbeams, blending myself with the shadows, / Recalling now the obscure shapes, the echoes, the sounds and sights after their sorts, / The white arms out in the breakers tirelessly tossing, / I, with bare feet, a child, the wind wafting my hair, / Listen'd long and long.
    FROM: Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking, (1871), Poem, US
• William Faulkner (2)
  • IN: The Shallow Graves (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The past is never dead. It's not even past.
    FROM: Requiem for a Nun, (1951), Novel, US
  • IN: These Shallow Graves (2015) Mystery, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The past is never dead. It's not even past.
    FROM: Requiem for a Nun, (1951), Novel, US
• Isak Dinesen (2)
  • IN: Sea Spell (2016) Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.
    FROM: The Deluge at Norderney, (1934), Short Story, Denmark
• Carl Sandburg (1)
  • IN: Rogue Wave (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The sea is never still. It pounds on the shore Restless as a young heart, Hunting. The sea speaks And only the stormy hearts Know what is says...
    FROM: Young Sea, (1916), Poem, US
• Alexander McQueen (2)
  • IN: Dark Tide (2015) Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: There is no way back for me now. I am going to take you on journeys you've never dreamed were possible.
    FROM: NULL, (2010), NULL, UK
• Adelaide Crapsey (1)
  • IN: A Northern Light (2003) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And if the many sayings of the wise Teach of submission I will not submit But with a spirit all unreconsciled Flash an unquenched defiance to the stars.
    FROM: NULL, (1913), NULL, US
• Dante Alighieri (1)
  • IN: Revolution (2010) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! How hard a thing it is to say, What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more...
    FROM: The Divine Comedy, (1472), Poem, Italy
• Theodore Roethke (1)
  • IN: The Tea Rose (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Deep in their roots all flowers keep the light.
    FROM: NULL, (1950), NULL, US