Ellen Hopkins Quotes:
Ocupation: Novelist
Life: b. March 26, 1955
Birthday: March 26
At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the mountain like ermine, fabulous feather- light powder coaxing me to flee the confines of my room, brave the mostly plowed road up to the closest ski resort. To run from the cloying silence connected Mom and Dad, into encompassing stillness far away from city dirt and noise Far above suburban gridlock. Far beyond the grasp of home.
topic: Mom, Running, Dad, Winter Days, Gridlock, Drapes
