Kami said, "I want you to go in there and vamp that receptionist." "What?" Ash said blankly. "You know," Kami said. "Dazzle… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
All analyses end badly. Each 'termination' leaves the participants with the taste of ashes in their mouths; each is absurd; each is… — Janet Malcolm Copy Share Image
When the fire is over, always, in the ashes, our opportunities to repair, to move forward without vengeance being required - that's… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
Every culture from the Egyptians to the Mayans to the American Indians to the Bedouins created bestiaries that enabled them to express… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Time is a lot of the things people say that God is. There's always preexisting, and having no end. There's the notion… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Beauty in this Iron Age must turn, From fluid living rainbow shapes to torn, And sootened fragments, ashes in an urn, On… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
You believe that flag burning shows disrespect towards those who have fought to preserve our freedoms. Punishing protestors shows an even more… — Mary Ruwart Copy Share Image
There's that older poem of John Ashbery's-"America"-with the pun "I'm a wrecker," so wreckage and building out of the ashes of that.… — Anne Waldman Copy Share Image
I am preparing myself for death. When I go to sleep, I try to keep myself smiling. So that when I die,… — Zohra Sehgal Copy Share Image
“I have sat before the dense coal fire and watched it all aglow, full of its tormented flaming life; and I have… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
And while Protestant reformers broke with Rome on a variety of counts, their treatment of their fellow human beings was no less… — Sam Harris Copy Share Image
I love you. I know the real you too. You think I don't but how easily you forget I was the one… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
If a conservative order is indeed to return, we ought to know the tradition which is attached to it, so that we… — Russell Kirk Copy Share Image
In Paul Friedrich's book Proto-Indo-European Trees he identifies the "semantic primitives" of the Indo-European tribe of languages through a group of words… — Gary Snyder Copy Share Image
Let us look for secret things somewhere in the world on the blue shore of silence or where the storm has passed… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Are people drawn to each other because of the stories they carry inside? At the library I couldn’t help but notice which… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
“My heart is burning a hole in my chest and every time you speak to me, it keeps sinking, and I'm left… — Karen Quan Copy Share Image
The plants that produce visions can function- for those of us who have inherited the New World Order of barren materialism, cut… — Daniel Pinchbeck Copy Share Image
Cal says that humans are made from the nuclear ash of dead stars. He says that when I die, I'll return to… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
But the worst enemy you can meet will always be yourself; you lie in wait for yourself in caverns and forests. Lonely… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
“But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity.… — Andrew Marvell Copy Share Image
The bread of bitterness is the food on which men grow to their fullest stature; the waters of bitterness are the debatable… — Ouida Copy Share Image
Wish You Were Here So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a… — Roger Waters Copy Share Image
“I see it for what is is, now. It is a house built on ashes. Ashes of the life Granddad shared with… — E. Lockhart Copy Share Image
“In treading upon the ashes of dead men in Italy, Egypt - on the banks of the Bosphorus, one almost despairs to… — William T. Sherman Copy Share Image
“One man after burying another has been laid out dead, and another buries him; and all this in a short time. To… — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
Times are not good here. The city is crumbling into ashes. It has been buried under taxes and frauds and maladministrations so… — Lafcadio Hearn Copy Share Image
After all why should our goal be the reinstatement of an illusory 'exact' relationship between events and words? If you probe in… — M. John Harrison Copy Share Image
In the beginning this is bound to happen. You have been sitting on the lid that covers your repressions, and you have… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
Shadow and dust shall be reclaimed, earth sealing the tomb from which you came. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, warrior return,… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“I realize the dust we return to is not the same dust from which we come. It is not that we come… — Zoe Klein Copy Share Image
So what do wolves do to date?” Nick asked. “We don’t date,” Vane said. “When a woman is in season, we fight… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
What Secretary Ash Carter is looking at is the constant pressure that Russia's putting on our European allies. The way that Russia… — Hillary Clinton Copy Share Image
[My] pictures are about memory and forgetfulness. The evidence is dissolving. Bones crumble; human ash returns to soil; teeth, sandals, hair, bullets,… — Simon Norfolk Copy Share Image
A time will come, when fields will be manured with a solution of glass (silicate of potash), with the ashes of burnt… — Justus von Liebig Copy Share Image
Ring around the rosie. A pocket full of posie. Ashes ashes, we all fall down. Some people say that this poem is… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here-me… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Golbuchiks? Golbuchiks are ashes, entrails, dung, stove smoke, clay, and they’ll all return to clay. They’re full of dirt, candle oil, droppings,… — Tatyana Tolstaya Copy Share Image