Quote of the Day: Warm Bedclothes on a Winter's Morning

My quote of the day, brought to us by Joanne Harris (the author of Chocolat):

"She smells of smoke and frying pancakes and warm bedclothes on a winter's morning."

Chocolat

What more can you add to that?  It is a perfect, delightful, soul warming sentence that makes me want to cuddle a messy haired, squishy skinned little person. This sentence actually makes me want to be in a cold morning!  I hate the cold!

This sentence gives me reason to keep reading novels to find other pearls of writing that are out there.  I feel like there are so few beautifully written sentences, where I stop, put the book down, clasp my hand to my chest, and just marvel at how a human being could have put all those words together in such a perfect concoction that I have an image in my mind that delights me.

Marcus Zusak does that in "The Book Thief," but I plan on getting to that book soon enough.