"Outside a weather of stars ran clear in the ocean of sky." ~Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes
"Then in the middle of the empty air behind everybody, butterflies suddenly crossed and circled each other, their wings digging and flashing like dueler's swords in the vacuum." ~Eudora Welty, "June Recital"
Those are the two that I can think of immediately off hand. I'm a big fan of authors that take the simplest words and make something utterly beautiful out of them.
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Date: 10/24/07 08:35 pm (UTC)"Then in the middle of the empty air behind everybody, butterflies suddenly crossed and circled each other, their wings digging and flashing like dueler's swords in the vacuum." ~Eudora Welty, "June Recital"
Those are the two that I can think of immediately off hand. I'm a big fan of authors that take the simplest words and make something utterly beautiful out of them.