{"quotes":[{"text":"We laughed as we ducked behind a pile of snow. Then our brothers came charging through the barrier, sending the four of us sliding down a white slope full of cherished memories.","author":"Erica Sehyun Song","tags":["adventure","adventure-fiction","adventures","coming-of-age","fantasy","fantasy-fiction","fantasy-ya","fiction","fiction-fantasy","historical-fiction","siblings","victorian","young-adult","young-adult-fantasy","young-adult-fiction"],"id":2809,"author_id":"Erica+Sehyun+Song"},{"text":"Humans are curious creatures. What we cannot see, our logical minds will try to deny.","author":"Nancy B. Brewer","tags":["curse","france","historical-ficiton","mystery","romance","victorian"],"id":11770,"author_id":"Nancy+B.+Brewer"},{"text":"I’m going to take Charity to France. I can look after her there. You can go on with your life here, and I won’t be here to … to bother anyone.”He muttered two quiet words.“What?” she asked in bewilderment, inching forward to hea.","author":"Lisa Kleypas","tags":["historical-romance","romance","victorian"],"id":13368,"author_id":"Lisa+Kleypas"},{"text":"You know this is wrong.'It isn't a question. When he turns, White is still wrapped snug in the counterpane, motionless, just his gaze pursuing the doctor about the room. 'I am wrong to do this.' The doctor says it as if instructing himself. White says nothing. With a sigh, Archer sits on the edge of the bed, smoothing White's curls back from his forehead. 'Do you know what we did last night?' To admit it, to speak out loud, seems in itself a terrible affront. It might be his imagination, but the doctor fancies he sees a slight lowering of black lashes, the tiniest quirk of a shy smile. He says, wearily but not without affection, 'No, I don't suppose you do.","author":"John T. Fuller","tags":["guilt","victorian"],"id":15815,"author_id":"John+T.+Fuller"},{"text":"An unhappy woman with access to weed killer had to be watched carefully.","author":"James Ruddick","tags":["murder","poison","poison-study","poisoning","true-crime","victorian","victorian-era"],"id":31682,"author_id":"James+Ruddick"},{"text":"Oscar always said that books are truly our best friends. He said that they never think poorly of us and that they always have a shoulder for us to cry on or relieve stress. They take our minds away from the real world by telling us captivating stories. When we look back at our choice of books, we can nostalgically recall our younger years.","author":"Erica Sehyun Song","tags":["adventure","adventure-fiction","adventures","books","coming-of-age","fantasy","fantasy-fiction","fantasy-ya","fiction","fiction-fantasy","historical-fiction","victorian","young-adult","young-adult-fantasy","young-adult-fiction"],"id":34479,"author_id":"Erica+Sehyun+Song"},{"text":"I should never make anything of a fisherman. I had not got sufficient imagination.","author":"Jerome K. Jerome","tags":["fishing","humor","lies","victorian"],"id":35665,"author_id":"Jerome+K.+Jerome"},{"text":"The rain landed on my skin with a barely audible patter and changed the tempo of its repetitive dance, letting the wind change its course and angle. The cold soon seeped through my dress and into my bones. An iris from my garland fell in my lap.","author":"Erica Sehyun Song","tags":["coming-of-age","fantasy","friends","friendship","historical-fiction","rain","storm","victorian","victorian-era","young-adult","young-adult-fantasy","young-adult-fiction"],"id":43126,"author_id":"Erica+Sehyun+Song"},{"text":"She was shocked when she followed her aunt and cousin down into the city proper. The streets were crawling with people, all hurrying to and fro, mindless of one another. They brushed by with barely even a glance, stepping down into the busy roads between horse drawn buses and draymen’s carts with such confidence, seemingly oblivious that they could be run down at any moment. Children dodged in and out amongst them, ragamuffins all, some barefoot.","author":"Lillian White","tags":["child-labor","city","class","england","fiction","historical","inequality","manchester","mill","romance","struggle","victorian","women","workers"],"id":45454,"author_id":"Lillian+White"},{"text":"The great city seemed to weigh upon me, as though it were crushing me under its heap of brick and stone. Gray, drizzly skies, congested streets, the soot-belching boats and barges chugging up and down the Thames, the teeming mass of four millions hastening about the countless activities of daily life in a metropolis, things adventurous, meaningful, spiritual, quotidian, futile, criminal, meaningless and absurd. Amidst this seething stew of humanity, I painted.","author":"Gary Inbinder","tags":["art","historical-fiction","london","victorian"],"id":60182,"author_id":"Gary+Inbinder"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":68,"pages":7,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}