“I crawled into my book and pulled the pages over my head...”
“I crawled into my books and pulled the pages up over my head.(A Monstrous Regiment of Women)”
“Library? That sounded reasonable. As my thoughts revolved around my days surrounded by books, something miraculous happened. My anger subsided. It ebbed away as the thoughts of books, pages, and comfort entered my head.”
“I wanted to pull down a book, open it proper, and gobble up page after page”
“I pulled the oxygen tubes from my nostrils and raised the tube up over my head, handing it to Dad. I wanted it to be just me and just him.”
“He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time...”