Language is the amber in which a thousand precious and subtle thoughts have been safely embedded and preserved. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
O, beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties, Above the fruited plain… — Katharine Lee Bates Copy Share Image
“If only you could keep them that way: cast in amber, never growing up” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Whence we see spiders, flies, or ants entombed and preserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb. — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
“No, he was silver and amber, starlings and deep, deep purple skies of the night.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
My earliest childhood memory is watching the sunlight through a jar of amber full of wasps. — Amanda Harlech Copy Share Image
The bee enclosed and through the amber shown Seems buried in the juice which was his own. — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies! — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong; All seasons… — Elinor Wylie Copy Share Image
Oh my God!" said one of the Ambers. "Is this not the worst trip ever? Did you see the snow?" She was… — Maureen Johnson Copy Share Image
“And Amber?” Cade looked stricken at the mention. “I knew her before she had breasts, so she doesn’t count.” “I’m sure she’d… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
Fill with mingled cream and amber, I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
If a kid disappears, now there's Amber Alerts: they know this-this-this. In the '50s, we kids wandered around. Nobody knew what you… — Caroline Leavitt Copy Share Image
I saw the sunlight in a leafy place, Bathing itself in liquid green and amber-- Where every flower had tears hid in… — Ernest Rhys Copy Share Image
From scarlet to powdered gold, to blazing yellow, to the rare ashen emerald, to the orange and black velvet of your shimmering… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Slanders, sir, for the satirical rogue says here that old men have grey beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sublime tobacco! which from east to west, Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides His… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
A fine shiver coursed over my skin. "Seth?" "Yeah?" "You were in my dream." One amber-colored eye opened. "Please tell me we… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Any sensible ruler would have killed off Leonard, and Lord Vetinari was extremely sensible and often wondered why he had not done… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“Use what you have, use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter's deadness; harvest;… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
“Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in… — Roger Zelazny Copy Share Image
“I told myself that I didn't need any of that shit, but there it was, repeated to me day after day after… — Emily M. Danforth Copy Share Image
There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“Without asking, he moved behind her and brushed her hair over her shoulder. Drawing the necklace around her neck, he fastened the… — Amber Argyle Copy Share Image
The aesthetic discussion of photography is dominated by the concept of time. Photographs appear as devices stopping time and preserving fragments of… — Peter Wollen Copy Share Image
The birds that wake the morning, and those that love the shade; The winds that sweep the mountain or lull the drowsy… — Reginald Heber Copy Share Image
We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed The white of their leaves, the amber grain Shrunk in the wind,-and the… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
“I peel hiss tense fingers on his right hand away from the steering wheel, one two three four five. With each finger,… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“It took so long to find you...and now I don't want it to change. I want it all set in amber. I… — Armistead Maupin Copy Share Image
There is no mysterious essence we can call a 'place'. Place is change. It is motion killed by the mind, and preserved… — J. A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Her supple body, flowing black hair, Her strong-willed eyes that glitter like amber. She is cuter than anything else, She is something… — Irfa Rahat Copy Share Image
Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
When we hold it (amber) in our hands, we hold also that furious epoch where rioted all monsters and poisons, where death… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
[in response to a jealous comment made by Amber] PJ's mouth snarls open. "If you aren't going to play nice, my thorny… — Laurie Faria Stolarz Copy Share Image
When I was a young boy, I used to gaze through the microscope of my father at the insects in amber that… — Hendrik Poinar Copy Share Image
“I don't know what this feeling is... I only know that I feel safe in your arms. My heart races every time… — Sarah West Copy Share Image
The first thing I did when I made a little bit of money as a singer was to buy myself an amber… — Renee Fleming Copy Share Image
Memory is all we are. Moments and feelings, captured in amber, strung on filaments of reason. Take a man’s memories and you… — Mark Lawrence Copy Share Image
My grandmother used to say that there's something truly intimate about sharing food with the people you love." [Stacey] "Intimate? Sharing food?… — Laurie Faria Stolarz Copy Share Image
I didn't expect to be doing a whole bunch of Amber Browns. And because it was just one book, and the father… — Paula Danziger Copy Share Image