Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
They weren't happy, and neither of them had touched the chicken or the ale---and yet they weren't unhappy either. There was an… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you’re sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
If you wish to grow thinner, diminish your dinner, And take to light claret instead of pale ale; Look down with an… — Henry Sambrooke Leigh Copy Share Image
For their own good, vegetarians should never be allowed near fine beers and ales. It will only make them loud and belligerent,… — Anthony Bourdain Copy Share Image
I consider my selfbeing ... that taste of myself, of I and me above and in all things, which is more distinctive… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
