Patience does not mean to passively endure. It means to be farsighted enough to trust the end result of a process. What… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In the crook of the crescent moon sits the Holy Lady, with strong muscles and a merciful heart. She kicks her her… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“When you enter the woods of a fairy tale and it is night, the trees tower on either side of the path.… — Elizabeth J. Andrew Copy Share Image
“When someone you love disappears, it's like the light goes dim, and you're in the shadows. You try to do what people… — Lee Martin Copy Share Image
“Hurry up, he'll be coming back pretty soon!" Lynda spelled with a "y" Corgill, who was two years behind Dara, Mackenzie, and… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
It more or less has the shape of a love song, but 'Crescent Moon' reflects more my longing for an ancient romantic… — Frank Black Copy Share Image
“Outside, the crescent moon was high in the sky, shining in its sliver glory.” — Melissa de la Cruz Copy Share Image
“I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Here is something you have to understand about stories: They point you in the right direction but they can't take you all… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
Sometimes I wonder if there really is a little Dreamworks girl fishing on that half crescent moon up in the sky... — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on top of… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“The waning crescent Moon and her Goddess rose in the inky midnight sky.. ♀” — Carol Anne Davis Copy Share Image
In my own worst seasons I've come back from the colorless world of despair by forcing myself to look hard, for a… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
The lovers of God never run out of patience, for they know that time is needed for the crescent moon to become… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Counting stars by candlelight all are dim but one is bright; the spiral light of Venus rising first and shining best, from… — Robert Hunter Copy Share Image
But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“II A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“My beloved has arrived, but rather than greeting him, All I can do is bite the corner of my apron with a… — Kim Dong Hwa Copy Share Image
What does patience mean? It means to look at the thorn and see the rose, to look at the night and see… — Shams Tabrizi Copy Share Image
“Patience does not mean to passively endure. It means to be farsighted enough to trust the end result of a process. What… — Elif Shafak Copy Share Image
It the silver glow of the crescent moon and the soughing of the gentle ocean lapping the serene shore I'll touch a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A dark shadow rose from the depth of the watercourse. Forced to crawl out of the oceans rolling waves, it struggled against… — Alaina Stanford Copy Share Image
“He guides my fingers under his hair to the nape of his neck. To the shape of a crescent moon.” — Paula Weston Copy Share Image
The smile that flickers on a baby’s lips when he sleeps- does anyone know where it was born? Yes, there is a… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“The riot had taken on a beauty of its own now. Arcs of gasoline fire under the crescent moon. Crimson tracer in… — Adrian McKinty Copy Share Image
