Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze. — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
You see the dilemma?” Ham asked. “I see an idiot,” Breeze mumbled. — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
Forget your sadness, anger, grudges and hatred. Let them pass like smoke caught in a breeze. Do not indulge yourself in such… — Masaaki Hatsumi Copy Share Image
When you see the trees swaying to the tune of a gentle breeze... think of it as a dance in your honor. — Marjolein Bastin Copy Share Image
A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
God's voice was not in the earthquake, Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering breezes. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
I was born in the breezes, and I had studied the sea as perhaps few men have studied it, neglecting all else. — Joshua Slocum Copy Share Image
Ye mariners of England! That guard our native seas; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze! — Thomas Campbell Copy Share Image
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing and mojito in your hand. — Bar Refaeli Copy Share Image
I hear music Mighty fine music, The murmur of a morning breeze up there The rattle of the milkman on the stair… — Frank Loesser Copy Share Image
“As the lilac-scented breeze carries the memories...there remains the lingering reminder of the times we hold in deep...for to love deeply and… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
One of those flash epiphanies of travel, the realization that worlds you'd love vibrantly exist outside your ignorance of them. The vitality… — Frances Mayes Copy Share Image
Never think I have abandoned you. When the sun shines on you, it is my smile. When you hear the breeze stir… — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
A breeze blows through the alley, pushing me to one side, and I think of scaling the Ferris wheel with Tobias. He… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
The summer breeze was blowing on your face Within your violet you treasure your summery words And as the shiver from my… — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
I would rather the man who presents something for my consideration subject me to a zephyr of truth and a gentle breeze… — Grover Cleveland Copy Share Image
So, just for one more merry day To the great Tree the leaflets clung, Frolicked and danced and had their way, Upon… — Sarah Chauncey Woolsey Copy Share Image
I guess I felt attached to my weakness. My pain and suffering too. Summer light, the smell of a breeze, the sound… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
When the supreme violence of a furious wind upon the sea sweeps over the waters the chief admiral of a fleet along… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
What have the nibblers ever done for you?" The breeze ruffled her hair, pushing it back from her face, giving him a… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Right-thinking people are not supposed to discuss any meteorological or geophysical event - a hurricane, a wildfire, a heat wave, a drought,… — Joel Achenbach Copy Share Image
I call it "pedal magic" and only those who ride know the utter ecstasy of bicycling. Pressing a pedal toward Earth gives… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share Image
I paused to listen to the silence. My breath, crystallized as it passed my cheeks, drifted on a breeze gentler than a… — Richard E. Byrd Copy Share Image
We, Seth, Emperor of Azania, Chief of Chiefs of Sakuyu, Lord of Wanda and Tyrant of the Seas, Bachelor of the Arts… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
But the truth, he knows, is otherwise. His pleasure in living has been snuffed out. Like a leaf on a stream, like… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“When she came back down, Sam and Astrid had arrived. Sam hugged Dekka, and the two of them stayed that way for… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
The most beautiful conception of immortality of which I know, and certainly one that by contrast shows the utter vulgarity of Christian… — Revilo P. Oliver Copy Share Image
“He pictured himself at the lake, on a houseboat. Dekka would be there, and Brianna and Jack. He would have friends. He… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
Recognizes ever and anon The breeze of Nature stirring in his soul. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
