“The air was a-quiver with the thridding of small crickets.”
—H. G. Wells, “The Beautiful Suit”
I like words, and more, words that are used well. This is where I collect them. Most I come across in the works of other authors, but on occasion I find some in the wild myself.
“The air was a-quiver with the thridding of small crickets.”
—H. G. Wells, “The Beautiful Suit”