Top Alley Quotes

  • She was destroyed many years ago, La Belle, on the cobblestones of the alley beside the opera house … – Anne Rouen

    She was destroyed many years ago, La Belle, on the cobblestones of the alley beside the opera house …– Anne Rouen

  • Harley’s eyes widened in horror, and a low moan of fear escaped his mouth. The back alley was filled with a vision from Hell. – Alan Kinross

    Harley’s eyes widened in horror, and a low moan of fear escaped his mouth. The back alley was filled with a vision from Hell.– Alan Kinross

  • She knew there was something dark in her then, when she left the alley and the shadows followed. – Daniella Michalleni

    She knew there was something dark in her then, when she left the alley and the shadows followed.– Daniella Michalleni

  • Something in me snaps. Since I woke in the alley I’ve been pushed down, feared and prosecuted for things out of my control. Well, enough is enough. – Dannielle Wicks

    Something in me snaps. Since I woke in the alley I’ve been pushed down, feared and prosecuted for things out of my control. Well, enough is enough.– Dannielle Wicks

  • Reality spilled out into the alley like water from an overfilled bowl – as sound, as smell, as image, as plea, as response. – Haruki Murakami

    Reality spilled out into the alley like water from an overfilled bowl – as sound, as smell, as image, as plea, as response.– Haruki Murakami

  • Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain. – Martin Mull

    Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.– Martin Mull

  • I head in the direction of the Eiffel Tower when I exit the alley, relieved to be out of the dark. – Ashley Earley

    I head in the direction of the Eiffel Tower when I exit the alley, relieved to be out of the dark.– Ashley Earley

  • She lifts a bowl of kheer and her thoughts, flittering like dusty sparrows in a brown back alley, turn a sudden kingfisher blue. – Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

    She lifts a bowl of kheer and her thoughts, flittering like dusty sparrows in a brown back alley, turn a sudden kingfisher blue.– Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni