It isn't always the middle-aged who refuse to listen, who will not even try to understand another point of view. One boy… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Let’s think of reverence as awe, as presence in and openness to the world…Try walking around with a child who’s going, ‘Wow,… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
Anaximenes ... also says that the underlying nature is one and infinite ... but not undefined as Anaximander said but definite, for… — Theophrastus Copy Share Image
A cloud of incense was rising on high; the people suddenly all bowed low; what could it mean? The truth flashed on… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Weird. I rang it three times.” – Nekoda “There might be something with out condo.” ‘Other than the fact that it lived… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
In the dark room a cloud of yellow dust flew from beneath the tool like a scatter of sparks from under the… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Our nature is the nature of no birth and no death. It is impossible for a cloud to pass from being into… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
Kansas is not easily impressed. It has seen houses fly and cattle soar. When funnel clouds walk through the wheat, big hail… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
It is not strange that that early love of the heart should come back, as it so often does when the dim… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
This conference ? of, for and about women ? is, in itself, a rainbow in the clouds. When numerous women come together… — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
“We'll ride along the river. It's a mighty pretty sight..." Puffy white clouds floated across the azure blue sky. Pine-covered mountains crowned… — Debra Holland Copy Share Image
No clouds gathered in the skies and the polluted streams became clear, whilst celestial music rang through the air and the angels… — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
Mark the babe not long accustomed to this breathing world; One that hath barely learned to shape a smile, though yet irrational… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
After what seemed like an eternity, we finally reached the summit just as the sun was rising. I couldn't believe that we… — Tony Hsieh Copy Share Image
Memory is like patches of sunlight in an overcast valley, shifting with the movement of the clouds. Now and then the light… — Tan Twan Eng Copy Share Image
Journeys end in lovers' meeting.' ... But the real journey - the journey of adventure itself - is frequently another matter: often… — Katherine Cecil Thurston Copy Share Image
The nuclear peril is usually seen in isolation from the threats to other forms of life and their ecosystems, but in fact… — Jonathan Schell Copy Share Image
That’s what it was like to be alive. To move about in a cloud of ignorance; to go up and down trampling… — Thornton Wilder Copy Share Image
The brown toxic cloud strangling Los Angeles never lifts and grows thicker with every immigrant added. One can't help appreciate the streets… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share Image
Nature is objective, and nature is knowable, but we can only view her through a glass darkly and many clouds upon our… — Stephen Jay Gould Copy Share Image
Years go by Will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by If I'm stripped of my beauty… — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
A little thorn may cause much suffering. A little cloud may hide the sun. Little foxes spoil the vines; and little sins… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures, Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“Those are cumulus clouds. Did you know that?" "I'm sure I should." "They're the best ones." "How come?" "Because they look the… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
Often, when following the trail which meanders over the hills, I pull myself up in an effort to encompass the glory and… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
It's fair to say that black folks operate under a cloud of invisibility - this too is part of the work, is… — Carrie Mae Weems Copy Share Image
Twitter could save a lot of money by writing its executives' names on their doors with pencil instead of fancy placards. Like… — Milo Yiannopoulos Copy Share Image
The new iPhone encryption does not stop them from accessing copies of your pictures or whatever that are uploaded to, for example,… — Edward Snowden Copy Share Image
For I was reared in the great city, pent with cloisters dim,and saw naught lovely but the sky and stars.But thou, my… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
I remembered Nahadoth's lips on my throat and fought to suppress a shudder, only half succeeding. Death as a consequence of lying… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
It is time to put up a love-swing! Tie the body and then tie the mind so that they swing between the… — Kabir Copy Share Image
This is the difference between us Romans and the Etruscans: We believe that lightning is caused by clouds colliding, whereas they believe… — Seneca the Younger Copy Share Image
If you think you're going to have an eternity in which you can talk to Mozart and Chopin and Schopenhauer on a… — Stephen Fry Copy Share Image
Being a Negro in America means trying to smile when you want to cry. It means trying to hold on to physical… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
What I am really saying is that you don’t need to do anything, because if you see yourself in the correct way,… — Alan Watts Copy Share Image
What would you not have accomplished if you had been free?" "Possibly nothing at all; the overflow of my brain would probably,… — Alexandre Dumas Copy Share Image
I thought that perhaps if the sky was truly free of clouds and any other distractions (birds, kites, skywriting), we could see… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger; At whose approach ghosts wandring here and there… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The first real unhappiness I remember to have felt was when some one told me, one day, that I did not love… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image