“She had amber-colored eyes. Or maybe they were blue, and I was confusing their color with her name, which was Amber.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
There are little pockets of old time in London, where things and places stay the same, like bubble in amber. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“It is simply this. Take it moment by moment, and you will find that we are all, as I've said before, bugs… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
“Amber was not shy. If she had been shy, not one of us would be at Perkins right now.” — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar. — Martial Copy Share Image
Amber London is a political rapper, a preaching rapper who speaks true facts and not just nonsense. — SpaceGhostPurrp Copy Share Image
Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees… Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
I don't think Amber taped Scott or testified for money, but the opportunity certainly presented itself. It makes me a bit uncomfortable,… — Catherine Crier Copy Share Image
[On her use of quotations:] When a thing has been said so well that it could not be said better, why paraphrase… — Marianne Moore Copy Share Image
King Frederick I of Prussia conceived the Amber Chamber in 1701 as a magnificent gift to the Russian royal family that would… — Stephen Kinzer Copy Share Image
I had no idea how many famous people [Andy Cohen] have unintentionally and hilariously insulted of late: Charlie Rose, his cousin Amber… — Anderson Cooper Copy Share Image
Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber and their gravel gold; His genuine and less guilty wealth… — John Denham Copy Share Image
...and the lamp having at last resigned itself to death. There was nothing now but firelight in the room, And every time… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Amber saw getting infected as the ultimate commitment. Like her and the guy would be doomed to be with each other. Looking… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
A girl's career today doesn't have the same kind of life span, whereas it used to be a collaboration and a partnership… — Michael Flutie Copy Share Image
- Why me? - That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In the worship of Bacchus, we have sacrificed too freely… Why not consecrate ourselves to the queen of the Camelias, and revel… — Okakura Kakuzo Copy Share Image
And somewhat as in blind night, on a mild sea, a sailor may be made aware of an iceberg, fanged and mortal,… — James Agee Copy Share Image
Maybe he sees it on my face, that fraction of a second when I let my guard down, because in that moment… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“She wears a freedom ring in one ear, you know, the earring that Chalcedean freed-slaves must purchase and wear to prove they… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
Something told the wild geese It was time to go. Though the fields lay golden Something whispered, "snow." Leaves were green and… — Rachel Field Copy Share Image
Countless candles dribbled with hot wax, and their flames, like little flags, fluttered in the unchartered currents of air. Thousands of lamps,… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
“That's life. Something always happens. We don't live in stasis, frozen in amber.” — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
“Cade motions with a nod to follow him. He's holding the pole, and I'm the fish on the line. Just how far… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
WhenTime shall turn those amber locks to grey, My verse again shall gild and make them gay. — Michael Drayton Copy Share Image
I think I have a pugnacious style. My style is not pretty. I don't use words like "amber" or "opaque." — Ishmael Reed Copy Share Image
I am reading Henry James...and feel myself as one entombed in a block of smooth amber. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Around them there was nothing but silence, as if all the world were holding its breath.” — Philip Pullman Copy Share Image