Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Deborah Olajitan

Quote by Deborah Olajitan

Work

Hearts & Flowers: An Anthology of Poems

Browse quotes and source details for this work. more

Author

Deborah Olajitan

Browse famous quotes and profile details for Deborah Olajitan. more

You May Also Like

“It rained for four days and four nights, hard. Aniline wasn’t used to it. At first in the neighborhoods, ditches adjacent to the streets handled the flood. The water finished filling the ditches and hid the potholes in the roads. Rain then brimmed the streets over, making Aniline into Venice. It eventually spread out in the low spots in the driveways, invaded lawns, and crept up towards the house foundations. People wandered into the café with squelching boots and comments ranging from philosophical to querulous. Then the weather broke. They had two intensely hot days. Banks of mist rose off the saturated yards and fields. The roads drained, and a blanket of mud covered the pavements. As if all this wasn’t enough, a super-cell thunderstorm rolled towards them to give them another taste of violent Texas weather.”

Jupiter And Gilgamesh
Author:Scott Archer Jones
Create image

“Women and men in scrubs swept into the room and checked the monitors and the bags. They strode out, nodded at the quartet slumped in chairs against the wall, and scuffed down the hall. Nurses changed shifts, moved the life of the place along while patients and visitors waited frozen, locked into little boxes of concern and fear. The strange hours of the pre-dawn arrived, when the hospital hushed even as the business of sickness and death ground on.”

HospitalJupiter And Gilgamesh
Author:Scott Archer Jones
Create image

“He took himself off to bed. He wasn’t going to sit there and wait for an answer like he had sent e-mail to God. God didn’t exist, but he prayed regardless that all this would be gone in the morning. This had to be a glitch in the computer or in his mind. Maybe he had experienced a small stroke. Or maybe he was drunk, on a single glass. He had made a mistake with the drink—with it in his blood, he couldn’t take the Prozac. That could be the best explanation…some cross between whiskey and yesterday’s Prozac. He lay in the dark, up in the rafters of the sky, waiting for sleep. Somewhere around four, he dropped off and dreamt of panicked birds flying up out of trees.”

Jupiter And Gilgamesh
Author:Scott Archer Jones
Create image

“When I use a weapon—just about any weapon—I prefer jabbing over slashing. The motion is much quicker with more force and you’re less likely to get your weapon caught up in anything. In this case, I didn’t even have to jab. The miner’s momentum did my work for me. I just swung the pole up, aimed right below his breastbone, and braced myself. 
And he ran straight into it. Complete dumb luck .
Several hundred pounds of force behind a soft, unmuscled congregation of nerves impacting on a fairly immovable piece of wood an inch wide. As I said, it was an extremely lucky hit on my part, but that didn’t change the results.”

Reacher Series
Book:The River’s Bane: A Bander Novella
Create image