Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep. — Thomas Haynes Bayly Copy Share Image
I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell,… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Sometimes there's a tackiness about Route 66 that out-tacks any tackiness I've ever seen anywhere else. And the Meramec Caverns are the… — Billy Connolly Copy Share Image
Mirrors have come to mean much more than the original 'looking glass.' They are now a part of the decorative scheme of… — Dorothy Draper Copy Share Image
At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
people themselves are full of tunnels: winding, dark spaces and caverns; impossible to know all the places inside of them. Impossible even… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
In misery's darkest cavern known, His useful care was ever nigh Where hopeless anguish pour'd his groan, And lonely want retir'd to… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
The eye by long use comes to see even in the darkest cavern: and there is no subject so obscure but we… — George Berkeley Copy Share Image
The lack of human voices really gets to me. I never realized that we need to talk with other people just to… — Cheryl Rainfield Copy Share Image
I know, perhaps as well as anyone, what depression means, and what it is to feel myself sinking lower and lower. Yet… — Charles Spurgeon 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
Fear is like a black cavern that is terrifying. Once you enter the cavern and explore it, you realize that you can… — Isabel Allende Copy Share Image
...for it is the fate of a woman Long to be patient and silent, to wait like a ghost that is speechless,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Every human being lived behind an impenetrable wall of choking mist within which no other but he existed. Occasionally there were the… — Isaac Asimov Copy Share Image
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The Loneliness One dare not sound -- And would as soon surmise AS in its Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The popular prophets have underestimated how strange the truth can be. The human brain, that 'perfect instrument,' that 'fabulous electronic dance,' can… — Marilyn Ferguson Copy Share Image
God knows all that is done in the most secret caverns of the heart. No place is deprived of his presence. — Stephen Charnock Copy Share Image
“I don't know how to describe the magnificence of Carlsbad Caverns without making it sound like a cartoon or a drug trip… — Sarah Vowell Copy Share Image
And we passed through the cavern of rats. And we passed through the path of boiling steam. And we passed through the… — Harlan Ellison Copy Share Image
Having wandered some distance among gloomy rocks, I came to the entrance of a great cavern ... Two contrary emotions arose in… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam; Where the salt weed… — Matthew Arnold Copy Share Image
And suddenly the moon withdraws her sickle from the lightening skies, and to her sombre cavern flies, wrapped in a veil of… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
If I completely understood what was going on and I understood these songs, they wouldn't make sense to play live anymore. They're… — Justin Vernon Copy Share Image
Her flawless pale skin was also spangled with gemstones. I don't know how they'd been attached, but they clung to her and… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
All cities are geological; you cannot take three steps without encountering ghosts bearing all the prestige of their legends. We move within… — Ivan Chtcheglov Copy Share Image
And I will now rock the brown basin from side to side so that my ships may ride the waves. Some will… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
At Halloween, when fairy sprites Perform their mystic gambols, When ilka witch her neebour greets, On their nocturnal rambles; When elves at… — Janet Little Copy Share Image
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as the nether sky appeared beneath us, and we… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Lightning my pilot sits; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
