The thinnest yellow light of November is more warming and exhilarating than any wine they tell of. The mite which November contributes… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
In setting goals and executing a strategy, Wanda is sophisticated. We have good systems and departments. If targets are not reached, a… — Wang Jianlin Copy Share Image
“Look, the light turns yellow before it turns red, so if you see a yellow light, you might want to consider slowing… — Leila Sales Copy Share Image
“The sun was setting on Coruscant. Shadows ran like black water, filling up the the alleys first, then climbing steadily higher, a… — Sean Stewart Copy Share Image
“He stands in the kitchen doorway, a black figure surrounded by the yellow light background, the small details of his face unseen… — Frank Turner Hollon Copy Share Image
“This Boston voice squeaking out its song. The yellow light goes out the window on the stubs of windy grass and black… — J.P. Donleavy Copy Share Image
If a period is a stop sign, then what kind of traffic flow is created by other marks? The comma is a… — Roy Peter Clark Copy Share Image
“Where people see themselves in a harsh yellow light of obectivity…about 20 percent of all people live in that spot and psychologists… — David McRaney Copy Share Image
“The shrub that half concealed her was a malignant plant, a Madagascan tanghin tree with wide, box-like leaves with whitish stems, whose… — Émile Zola Copy Share Image
“The throbbing of the music murky yellow light revealing swaying bodies moving to the beat. Shadowy outlines of tall men the waving… — Elizabeth Novak Copy Share Image
“I wanted to tell you that I was so sad I felt as if I might be happy, or in love, simply… — Chris Adrian Copy Share Image
“Maybe I could have done fifty things to avoid the accident. Left the car in the garage that day. Hurried through a… — Darin Strauss Copy Share Image
“the spectral summer of narcotic flowers and humid seas of foliage that bring wild and many-coloured dreams. And as I walked by… — H.P. Lovecraft Copy Share Image
“We’re almost there, Gabriel,” he whispered, feeling quite certain without knowing why. “I remember this place, Gabe.” And it was true. But… — Lois Lowry Copy Share Image
“In 1963, Skinner’s Harvard colleagues Charles Catania and David Cutts put humans through the pigeon paces by instructing each of twenty-six undergraduate… — Michael Shermer Copy Share Image
“You ask your readers if they can account for every minute of their lives, every thought in their heads, and be proud… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Leaving Forever My son can look me level in the eyes now, and does, hard, when I tell him he cannot watch… — Ron Smith Copy Share Image
“Just above Tommy’s face were the Maiden and the Troll, two of his oldest wall people. The troll lived in a cave… — Michael Kanuckel Copy Share Image
“That was it. Shogo stopped breathing. The dim yellow light falling from the ceiling of the pilothouse shone on his pale face.… — Koushun Takami Copy Share Image
“The Nausea has stayed down there, in the yellow light. I am happy: this cold is so pure, this night so pure:… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“I run to the high mountains I pour my heart out to the skies I sing of the summer song While the… — Jaishree Garg Copy Share Image
“That night, I fell into a deep, travel-weary sleep, lulled by the familiar sound of the waterfall beyond the window. I dreamed… — Hazel Gaynor Copy Share Image
“Clotile said, “Will you finally admit you want that girl for more than revenge?” I hesitated, then nodded. “Doan matter now though,… — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
