Growing up closes so many doors. The modern world doesn't allow for miracles, so we don't see them. It's a very precious… — Tim Lebbon Copy Share Image
“A pale, slightly luminescent form materialized in front of us. Mason. He looked the same as ever-or did he? The usual sadness… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
But along with all of that it was, "Oh, isn't he a great storyteller? Oh, it's that why I married him? Isn't… — Viola Davis Copy Share Image
I read all the books on Fairfax in the British Library, did a lot of horse riding and studied military tactics of… — Dougray Scott Copy Share Image
Every Valentine's Day, the student council sponsered a holiday fundraiser by selling roses that would be delievered in class. The roses came… — Melissa de la Cruz Copy Share Image
The great fear that hung over the business community in the 1970s was death by regulation, and the great goal of the… — Thomas Frank Copy Share Image
Pearl rolled a tiny pink speck in her fingers, possibly part of Rose's new leg that I'd tried so hard to make… — Jacqueline Wilson Copy Share Image
Luke rose to his feet. "I'm taking five minutes for some air. I'll be back. " He felt them watching him as… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“How is it different?" He rolled his head back, sable hair falling down on his shoulders. "With Rose I knew what to… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
A story must be told in such a way that it constitutes help in itself. My grandfather was lame. Once they asked… — Martin Buber Copy Share Image
During the 1970s and 1980s, the popular television soap opera As The World Turns portrayed sunrise during the opening credits and sunset… — Neil deGrasse Tyson Copy Share Image
Branches grew from his hands, his hair. His thoughts tangled like roots in the ground. He strained upward. Pitch ran like tears… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And still I look for the men who will dare to be roses of England wild roses of England men who are… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
South America had been an island continent, far bigger and far more diverse than Australia, for tens of millions of years before… — Stephen Jay Gould Copy Share Image
While working with a camera crew supervising flight testing of advanced aircraft at Edward's Air Force Base, California, the camera crew filmed… — Gordon Cooper Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Rose, I'm seven years older than you. In ten years, that won't mean so much, but for now, it's huge. I'm… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
There is a land, where the roses are without thorns, where the flowers are not mixed with brambles. In that land, there… — Anna Letitia Barbauld Copy Share Image
“ Why Roses Crave Thorns " Petals detach from a wilting bud—a single stem plucked before fully blossomed. They descend in hesitant… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
You are human, whether your ancestors come from Europe, Asia, Africa, or wherever, shamanism once existed there. We are just attempting to… — Michael Harner Copy Share Image
The little island seemed to float on the dark lake-waters. Trees grew on it, and a little hill rose in the middle… — Enid Blyton Copy Share Image
I reject criticism because the last thing I wanted was to sit there and look at people talking. I think people are… — Matt Tyrnauer Copy Share Image
My God, I have never thanked Thee for my 'thorn!' I have thanked Thee a thousand times for my roses, but never… — George Matheson Copy Share Image
From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom…It was like a flute song forgotten in… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
Reconquer the streets, the markets - the public spaces, with the same message of opposition: We are devastated, but we will not… — Jens Stoltenberg Copy Share Image
Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The rose is all I have, I'm sorry for letting you go, this rose is all I have, rose of death I… — Madi Copy Share Image
The Ripe FigNow that You live here in my chest,anywhere we sit is a mountaintop.And those other images,which have enchanted peoplelike porcelain… — Rumi Copy Share Image
He rose and turned toward the lights of town. The tidepools bright as smelterpots among the dark rocks where the phosphorescent seacrabs… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
White folks are the luckiest people: Finally a black president and he's a behaved one. Went to the best schools, best colleges,… — Dick Gregory Copy Share Image
They claim that autism naturally occurs at about 18 months, when the MMR is routinely given, so the association is merely coincidental… — Bernard Rimland Copy Share Image
The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached.… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“ Results and Roses The man who wants a garden fair, or small or very big, With flowers growing here and there,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding the fields… — Ted Hughes Copy Share Image
Murtagh was right about women. Sassenach, I risked my life for ye, committing theft, arson, assault, and murder into the bargain. In… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
She was white, perhaps too white. Her eyes, which were almost always cast down, when she raised them testified to the purest… — Jose Rizal Copy Share Image
When he awoke it was dawn. Or something like dawn. The light was watery, dim and incomparably sad. Vast, grey, gloomy hills… — Susanna Clarke Copy Share Image
Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew!… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I was in a garden at the Rodin Museum. For a few minutes I was alone, sitting on a bench between two… — Irving Howe Copy Share Image
If on creation's morn the king of heaven To shrubs and flowers a sovereign lord had given, O beauteous rose, he had… — Henry George Bohn Copy Share Image
She stood, squared her shoulders. “We’ll do it. Together.” And then she did something that shocked them both. She rose on her… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image