Sentences from old primer and grammar books -- Use as prompts!
The river talked all night in the shoals.
My life is ghastly, she told the grass.
What kind of word?
Just a word.
Whatever. Hush.
Whisper it in my ear.
The cottonwoods went by like rows of bones.
There are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.
Old whiskey bottles with their bleached labels lying on the wet tar of the rooftops.
I have been waiting for you for hours.
Does your brother dance well?
Why are you sitting here alone in the dark?
A little bit of common glass sometimes glitters like a diamond.
I see the man in the moon.
Mr. Jones bought a knife for his little boy.
Of all beasts he learned the language.
The two strangers were really Jupiter and Mercury.
A shaft of song, a winged prayer
Iris always wore a chain of raindrops for pearls, and a cloud for a robe.
The meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
I met a little cottage girl.
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