Not till your thoughts cease all their branching here and there, not till you abandon all thoughts of seeking for something, not… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace way the hell off. In the woods or some goddamn place. You're the only… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He does not start guiltily, as he should, but frowns in annoyance. "Who are you?" I slip my hand through the slit… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to it—love—nobility—big spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The Thoroughbred exists because its selection has depended, not on experts, technicians, or zoologists, but on a piece of wood: the winning… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
While my chosen form of story-writing is obviously a special and perhaps a narrow one, it is none the less a persistent… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Haldir had gone on and was now climbing to the high flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Angelina, Alicia, and Katie suddenly giggled. "What?" said Wood, frowning at this lighthearted behavior. "He's that tall, good-looking one, isn't he?" said… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins. It always wins because it is everywhere. It is in… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I’ll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
She looked at a silver birch: it would have a soft, showery voice and would look like a slender girl, with hair… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Guns, double-crosses, hitmen... I can get used to a lot of things, but I'm never going to get used to sleeping where… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Nobody likes cravens,” he said uncomfortably. “I wish we hadn’t helped him. What if they think we’re craven too?” "You're too stupid… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Warm are the still and lucky miles, White shores of longing stretch away, A light of recognition fills The whole great day,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Fare well we call to hearth and hall Though wind may blow and rain may fall We must away ere break of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Out of the closets and into the museums, libraries, architectural monuments, concert halls, bookstores, recording studios and film studios of the world.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Whether hunting is right or wrong, a spiritual experience, or an outlet for the killer instinct, one thing it is not is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I am an orphan, alone: nevertheless I am found everywhere. I am one, but opposed to myself. I am youth and old… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When there came a sound that I'd never heard the like of in all my born days. Eh, I won't forget that.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western woods, King Edmund the Just. To… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The woods were made for the hunter of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If God causes you to suffer much it is a sign that He has great designs for you and that He certainly… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“We join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon move. We shape clay into… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The woods are never solitary– they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Human knowledge is not (or does not follow) a straight line, but a curve, which endlessly approximates a series of circles, a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Oh Senor" said the niece. "Your grace should send them to be burned (books), just like all the rest, because it's very… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It is a sad hardship and slavery to people who live in towns, that in their movements they know of one dimension… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Americans have a taste for…rocking-chairs. A flippant critic might suggest that they select rocking-chairs so that, even when they are sitting down,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If God gives you an abundant harvest of trials, it is a sign of great holiness which He desires you to attain.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I believe I am becoming pathetic. I'll go further, I believe that I am in love with a flower-growing, wood-carving quarryman/carpenter/pig farmer.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Man's maker was made man that He, Ruler of the stars, might nurse at His mother's breast; that the Bread might hunger,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Repentance was never yet produced in any man's heart apart from the grace of God. As soon may you expect the leopard… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A man of my acquaintance once wrote a poem called "The Road Less Traveled", describing a journey he took through the woods… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share
Distance is a test of love. many will fail for those who can't withstand it, but for those who can, theres only one answer… — Anonymous Copy Share
The only person I've ever purposely caused pain here is myself...By simply sharing, caring too much. — Anonymous Copy Share
The truth is, of course, that the curtness of the Ten Commandments is an evidence, not of the gloom and narrowness of a religion,… — Anonymous Copy Share
