Rays were blazing through the atmosphere of the earth, the horizon became bright orange, gradually passing into all the colors of the… — Yuri Gagarin Copy Share Image
“Bet it would be even more awkward if I kissed you now, huh?' Yes, please. 'The next time we kiss had better… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
Come, I come! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountain with light and song: Ye may trace my step… — Felicia Hemans Copy Share Image
I didn't start sweating until I had children. That was one of the first things I realized when my daughter Violet was… — Dave Grohl Copy Share Image
This is the violet hour, the hour of hush and wonder, when the affectations glow and valor is reborn, when the shadows… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A woman drew her long black hair out tight, And fiddled whisper music on those strings, And bats with baby faces in… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Love is both Creator's and Saviour's gospel to mankind; a volume bound in rose-leaves, clasped with violets, and by the beaks of… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
Therefore, to be possess'd with double pomp, To guard a title that was rich before, To gild refined gold, to paint the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Cold air rises from the ground as the sun goes down. The eye-burning clarity of the light intensifies. The southern rim of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Everyone saw you lose it,' I whisper, doing my best to mentally block the pain like I have countless times before. It's… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
The word itself has another color. It’s not a word with any resonance, although the e was once pronounced. There is only… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The sun does not shine for a few trees, and flowers, but for the wide world's joy. The lonely pine on the… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
“During this journey I realized that my robe had fallen open and he could see my nightie. Pale lavender satin, short, hitting… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“Can't you just hide us in shadows or something?' 'Sure, because a giant black cloud moving down the hallway isn't going to… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Are you calling me weak?' 'No.' Mira squeezes my hand. 'Just... fragile.' 'That's not any better.' Dragons don't bond fragile women. They… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
I'm no shrinking violet. I played hockey until half my teeth were knocked down my throat. And I'm extremely competitive on a… — Peter Burwash Copy Share Image
I always have at least four different lip products in my purse - I'm obsessed! I'm into L'Oreal Infallible Le Rouge 'Unending… — Edy Ganem Copy Share Image
In a corner of the churchyard grew a plantation of white violets, enormously plump and prosperous-looking. ... I saw the dead stretched… — Rosamond Lehmann Copy Share Image
That strain again! It had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But this time I'm not to blame; I want you to believe that. I simply slipped into those violets. No, I want… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Can anything compare to the sight of the first yellow violets blooming along a woodland path? These most fragile of plants are… — Howard Evans Copy Share Image
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The bed of flowers Loosens amain, The beauteous snowdrops Droop o'er the plain. The crocus opens Its glowing bud, Like emeralds others,… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
“I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla. 'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Yeah. Think I'll have to pass on the sex, though.” “We don't have to have sex just because you're staying the night.”… — Lina Andersson Copy Share Image
Violet is the most soothing, tranquilizing and cooling color vibration. It encourages the healing of unbalanced mental conditions in people who are… — Tae Yun Kim Copy Share Image
What is green? The grass is green, With small flowers between. What is violet? Clouds are violet In the summer twilight. What… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
The Mediterranean has the color of mackerel, changeable I mean. You don't always know if it is green or violet, you can't… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
“Maybe it’s not as clear-cut as that. Maybe it’s the very presence of one thing – light or darkness – that necessitates… — jessica shirvington Copy Share Image
Light can be gentle, dangerous, dreamlike, bare, living, dead, misty, clear, hot, dark, violet, springlike, falling, straight, sensual, limited, poisonous, calm and… — Sven Nykvist Copy Share Image
His hands skim my bare arms. “Just bounce a little when you walk,” he says, kissing my forehead, “and pretend you’re afraid… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You might wish to revisit your understanding of the word everything.” Gregory turned to his mother. “Vocabulary and comprehension were never her… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty, The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes, The gentle soft-born measureless light,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
What is art? A violet. Is that all? An artistic style is a living entity, a continuous process of invention. It can… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorne and hazel mingled there; The primrose pale, and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Violet is the most beautiful thing. Just that she exists and I get to hang out with her. I think that I… — Jennifer Garner Copy Share Image
“Though Trish and her bad boy types weren't exactly Kindra's style, she had to agree that Violet went for quiet and uninteresting.… — Erin McCarthy Copy Share Image
The aquilegia sprinkled on the rocks A scarlet rain; the yellow violet Sat in the chariot of its leaves, the phlox Held… — Bayard Taylor Copy Share Image
“When violet eyes get brighter And heavy wings grow lighter I'll taste the sky and feel alive again And I'll forget the… — Owl City Copy Share Image
Daniel's face-- the way it had been bathed in violet light when he'd carried her home this morning-- appeared before her eyes.… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
