'Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Children need directing and teaching what is right in a kind, affectionate manner How often we see parents demand obedience, good behavior,… — Brigham Young Copy Share Image
That is what I want to tell you about: the girls with their short skirts and bright eyes and big-city dreams. The… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter… — Nick Cave Copy Share Image
I have seen youths bright eyed and fair groping after bubbles in rapture, and conceiving them diamonds and the glitter of fine… — Theodore Dreiser Copy Share Image
So, with their usual sense of justice, ladies argue that because a woman is handsome, therefore she is a fool. O ladies,… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
Whereas I used to get depressed or neurotic or dwell on things, I see my son's bright eyes and smile in the… — Corey Feldman Copy Share Image
I always was into singer-songwriters like Bright Eyes. When I was in high school I wanted to do a project that was… — Brian Warren Copy Share Image
Vampires have bright eyes glistening white teeth unnaturally smooth skin and a certain animal magnetism. If they aren't pretty they starve. It's… — Molly Harper Copy Share Image
Dawes kind of, on purpose, were like, "Let's realize that we're going to make less money, but let's try to get as… — Taylor Goldsmith Copy Share Image
On every Bright Eyes record, there's some kind of sound collage that begins it. Some of them have dialogue, some don't. I… — Conor Oberst Copy Share Image
But if you had asked him what his work was, he would look candidly and openly at you with his large bright… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
A woman may possess the wisdom and chastity of Minerva, and we give no heed to her, if she has a plain… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies, Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies: The morn awakes, and wide extends her… — Phillis Wheatley Copy Share Image
Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
