Who owns Cross Creek? The red-birds, I think, more than I, for they will have their nests even in the face of… — Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings Copy Share Image
The wind is invisible, but it's always there. The wind is invisible, but can cool you down on a hot summer day.… — Ash Sweeney Copy Share Image
Surely nothing is more reproachful to a being endowed with reason, than to resign its powers to the influence of the air,… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Sweet was the sound, when oft, at evening's close, Up yonder hill the village murmur rose; There as I passed, with careless… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
A story can fly like a bee, so straight and swift you catch only the hum of its passing. Or move so… — Cameron Dokey Copy Share Image
Surely as a man may say of a rock--nothing more quiet, because it is never stirred; and yet nothing more unquiet, because… — Edward Reynolds Copy Share Image
Question four: What book would you give to every child? Answer: I wouldn't give them a book. Books are part of the… — Derrick Jensen Copy Share Image
I'm not a young man, and I can find intensity in a lot of different ways, sometimes without even raising my voice.… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
Do you know what's one mistake we always make? Believing that life's immutable, that once you get on a particular track you… — Susanna Tamaro Copy Share Image
In the pale light of daybreak the gravestones looked like so many white sails of boats anchored in a busy harbor. They… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Everything's got a purpose, really - you just have to look for it. Cats are good at keeping old dogs alive. Loss… — Joan Bauer Copy Share Image
Someone once told me that children are like kites. You struggle just to get them in the air; they crash; you add… — Charmian Carr Copy Share Image
The prairies were dust. Day after day, summer after summer, the scorching winds blew the dust and the sun was brassy in… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
What frightens you? What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the breath catch in your chest like a… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
You see the lighted windows and what you want to think is that there may be many interesting stories behind them, but… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
Now it’s high watermark and floodtide in the heart and time to go. The sea-nymphs in the spray will be the chorus… — Seamus Heaney Copy Share Image
L I K E is like a bunch of dandelion seeds falling beautifully on the ground. It's a soft and good feeling… — Seohyun Copy Share Image
To speak of this subject you must... explain the nature of the resistance of the air, in the second the anatomy of… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
The linden, in the fervors of July, Hums with a louder concert. When the wind Sweeps the broad forest in its summer… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
I'm particularly keen on promoting this [Nikolai] Medtner piece, Night Wind, because I feel it is a fantastic work that hasn't been… — Marc-Andre Hamelin Copy Share Image
My God, this novel makes me break out in a cold sweat! Do you know how much I've written in five months,… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I feel like a tree on a hill, at the place where all the wind blows and the hail hits the… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle. The sky is round, and I have heard that the… — John Neihardt Copy Share Image
The danger is that you can wind up doing tourist pictures. I want to see it fresh and see the little bits… — Stephen Shore Copy Share Image
Love is like a wind stirring the grass beneath trees on a black night,' he had said. 'You must not try to… — Sherwood Anderson Copy Share Image
Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields, See how these names are fêted in the waving grass And by… — Stephen Spender Copy Share Image
The wind is blowing; those vessels whose sails are unfurled catch it, and go forward on their way, but those which have… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image
You may burn my body to ashes, and scatter them to the winds of heaven; you may drag my soul down to… — Abraham Lincoln Copy Share Image
Wasn't it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Since you are now studying geometry and trigonometry, I will give you a problem. A ship sails the ocean. It left Boston… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
On Bill Clinton: "If left to my own devices, I'd spend all my time pointing out that he's weaker than bus-station chili.… — Molly Ivins Copy Share Image
“Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
Sean pushes up to his feet and stands there. I look at his dirty boots. Now I've offended him, I think. He… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
If you're driving your car and someone winds the window down and gives you the finger and calls you an asshole, instead… — Steve Coogan Copy Share Image
What profusion is there in His work! When trees blossom there is not a single breastpin, but a whole bosom full of… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
As though she had entered a fable, as though she were no more than words crawling along a dry page, or as… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image
In every grave on earth's green sward is a tiny seed of the resurrection life of Jesus Christ, and that seed cannot… — David McMurtrie Gregg Copy Share Image
Man once surrendering his reason, has no remaining guard against absurdities the most monstrous, and like a ship without rudder, is the… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
But there are times when a tree can no longer withstand the pain inflicted on it, and the wind will take pity… — Julius Lester Copy Share Image
So now, how did God produce this world?... The fable is that he breathed upon us. In his breath, his wind, came… — Milton Resnick Copy Share Image