There's a lathered sorrel stallion running through the Joshua trees and a young man in the saddle with his coat tails in… — Charlie Daniels Copy Share Image
She comes majestic with her swelling sails, The gallant Ship: along her watery way, Homeward she drives before the favouring gales; Now… — Robert Southey Copy Share Image
A new breeze is blowing, and a world refreshed by freedom seems reborn; for in man's heart, if not in fact, the… — George H. W. Bush Copy Share Image
When spring is here the sketcher begins to look over his equipment and relishes in anticipation the soothing hours he will spend… — Walter J. Phillips Copy Share Image
And Thou, vast Ocean! on whose awful face Time’s iron feet can print no ruin-trace, By breezes lull’d, or by the storm-blasts… — Robert Montgomery Copy Share Image
“The wind is made of haunting souls that moan and groan in whistles and whispers. This ghostly choir chills the breeze and… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“The moment you cross the border of your country to another, nature will blow you the breeze of revolution, no matter how… — Elijah Onyenmeriogu Copy Share Image
I suppose everybody has a mental picture of the days of the week, some seeing them as a circle, some as an… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
He loved the extensive vaults where you could hear the night birds and the sea breeze; he loved the craggy ruins bound… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
The sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and… — Mo Yan Copy Share Image
A new breeze is blowing, and a nation refreshed by freedom stands ready to push on. There is new ground to be… — George H. W. Bush Copy Share Image
The candle flame is too hot. It flickers and dances in the over-warm breeze, a breeze that brings no respite from the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Over the weekend the vultures got into the presidential palace by pecking through the screens on the balcony windows and the flapping… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on… — Cesare Pavese Copy Share Image
If I had ever, in any medium, seen any researcher or popularizer refer even once to any supposedly ay-producing circumstance as the… — Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick Copy Share Image
“Dirt under her fingernails, the gentle breeze in her hair, and the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves like a… — Victoria Lynn Copy Share Image
The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It was the noise Of ancient trees falling while all was still Before the storm, in the long interval Between the gathering… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
There's definitely healing properties to being in proximity to the ocean and that breeze. There's something about that Caribbean climate and humidity. — Johnny Depp Copy Share Image
Art is as heavy as sorrow, as light as a breeze, as bright as an idea, as pretty as a picture, as… — Barbara Kruger Copy Share Image
We are off! The courses and topsails are set: the coral-hung anchor swings from the bow: and together, the three royals are… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
The tear, down childhood's cheek that flows, Is like the dewdrop on the rose; When next the summer breeze comes by And… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
The only palliative is to keep the clean sea breeze of the centuries blowing through our minds, and this can be done… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
From plants that wake when others sleep, from timid jasmine buds that keep their odour to themselves all day, but when the… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
Every bird that sings, sings for you. Every breeze that blows, blows for you. Every sunray shines for you. If you only… — Marianne Williamson Copy Share Image
Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold, Through the brown mould Although the March breeze blew keen on her face, Although the white… — Anna Bartlett Warner Copy Share Image
He removed several pages of death certificates, which were picked up by another breeze and sent into the trees. Some would fall… — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
Planning your own coming-of-age experience may wither you prematurely, but just think of it this way: If you can get through this,… — Mimi Pond Copy Share Image
hanging out the window, Amber blew her a kiss. a lump the size of a fist clogged Heather's throat, while a breeze… — Lurlene McDaniel Copy Share Image
Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
The perfection of conversation is not to play a regular sonata, but, like the AEolian harp, to await the inspiration of the… — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast I am alone in the night Been trying hard not to… — Lana Del Rey Copy Share Image
Whenever I see 'Dirty Rotten Scoundrels', a total comedy classic, I get the urge to feel the breeze of the south of… — Gwyneth Paltrow Copy Share Image
If our long-term survival is at stake, we have a basic responsibility to our species to venture to other worlds. Sailors on… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
Merrily, merrily goes the bark On a breeze from the northward free, So shoots through the morning sky the lark, Or the… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“You are here so I can teach you something. That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
Starry Starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in… — Don McLean Copy Share Image
One of those flash epiphanies of travel, the realization that worlds you'd love vibrantly exist outside your ignorance of them. The vitality… — Frances Mayes Copy Share Image
Never think I have abandoned you. When the sun shines on you, it is my smile. When you hear the breeze stir… — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
