“They were not holding hands, but their shadows were. Sethe looked to her left and all three of them were gliding over the dust holding hands. Maybe he was right. A life.”

The Gun Seller (1996)

"To Juan at the Winter Solstice" from Poems 1938-1945 (1946).
Poems

Variant: The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.
Source: The Book Thief

Source: Finnikin of the Rock

"The Stranger Song" (1966)
Songs of Leonard Cohen (1967)

Beija-me as mãos, Amor, devagarinho...
Como se os dois nascessemos irmãos,
Aves cantando, ao sol, no mesmo ninho...<p>Beija-mas bem!... Que fantasia louca
Guardar assim, fechados, nestas mãos,
Os beijos que sonhei pra minha boca!
Quoted in Presença literária (2001), p. 70
Translated by John D. Godinho
Book of Sorrows (1919), "Amiga"

Napoleon : In His Own Words (1916)

Epistulae Morales ad Lucilium (Moral Letters to Lucilius), Letter LXVI: On Various Aspects of Virtue

"Barbara Hepworth: A Pictorial Autobiography, Bath, 1971, (extended edition published 1978 and subsequently reprinted in 1985 and 1993) p. 79
1961 - 1975