“Socrates is flying. No, he is soaring. The wings behind him beat in a calming rhythm while the cool air rushes past.… — Ken Goldman Copy Share Image
Don't ask me silly questions I won't play silly games I'm just a simple choo choo train And I'll always be the… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Just try it once — a tree, or at least a considerable section of sky, is to be seen anywhere. It does… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
If you can't get your core audience to watch the show, it's very hard to then pull in enough people outside of… — Warren Leight Copy Share Image
“I was on South Bank one day by the Royal Festival Hall. It was a sunny day with a bright blue sky.… — Russell Hoban Copy Share Image
Do we need to make a special effort to enjoy the beauty of the blue sky? Do we have to practice to… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
In the end, the challenges we face, We won't run away, instead we shall chase. Whatever happens, I know you will win,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It was one of the moments you stay in, to hell with all the troubles of before and after. The sky is… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
“Because gray clouds hang heavy with misery, blue skies seem bluer.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
Traveling is irritating to me, but not driving. Going to the airport makes me nervous, but when I set out to just… — Edward Ruscha Copy Share Image
“He handed me a bandana. "Tie that on." "Why?" I said, but I did it anyway. "Norman, you are way too into… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Memory Mémoire I Bright water; like the brine of childish tears, the whiteness of women’s bodies against the sun; silken mobs of… — translated by Dennis J. Carlile Copy Share Image
To say! To know how to say! To know how to exist via the written voice and the intellectual image! This is… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
My soul is the comet... The stars are my wishes... The galaxy is my despair... The horizon is my love... The blue… — Adean Copy Share Image
I do work hard at trying to find the right expression for something, which might be like finding the right image -… — David Salle Copy Share Image
“He saw his enemies stealthily darting from rock to tree, and tree to bush, creeping through the brush, and slipping closer and… — Zane Grey Copy Share Image
I'm not falling anymore. That's what L says, and she's right. I guess you could say I'm flying. We both are. And… — Kami Garcia Copy Share Image
“I’m not,” Ben said. “I’m careful. There’s a difference.” “Of course,” my father said. “I’d never—” “Save it for the paying customers,… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“Do you know, master book-lover,” he asked me, “this line of Paul Desjardins? Now are the woods all black, but still the… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“She blew a warm breeze on his face and rustled his hair and embraced him in a warm haze and he felt… — Annette J Dunlea Copy Share Image
“The thing is, I fell in love with Luke, not Cary. Fell for the sheen and the sweat, the adrenalin of the… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
