The gilded sheath of pity sometimes covers the dagger of envy. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
Fear is a dagger with which hypocrisy assassinates the soul. — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
On the heights, all paths are paved with daggers. -Old Seanchan saying — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
The hand that held the dagger has struck it into the back of its neighbor. — Franklin D. Roosevelt Copy Share Image
The soul, secured in her existence, smiles At the drawn dagger, and defies its point. — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
...a third [of three] had died in his bunk of natural causes--for a dagger in the heart quite naturally ends one's life. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
O,speak to me no more;these words like daggers enter my ears.(a fancy way of saying SHUT UP!)" — William Shakespeare "hamlet — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“So are you here alone or is there someone looking daggers at my back right now, ready to challenge me to a… — Somi Ekhasomhi Copy Share Image
Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The incognito of lower class employment is an effective cloak for any dagger one might wish to hide. — Margaret Cho Copy Share Image
You have, let us say, a promising politician, a rising artist that you wish to destroy. Dagger or bomb are archaic, clumsy… — H. G. Wells Copy Share Image
Cruel with guilt, and daring with despair, the midnight murderer bursts the faithless bar; invades the sacred hour of silent rest and… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
You could miss someone, but it did no good to fixate on loss. I wished I had the ready words of a… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
When fate throws a dagger at you, there are ways to catch it. If you catch it by the blade, you can… — Norman Vincent Peale Copy Share Image
I like poems that are daggers that sing. I like poems that for all the power of the sentiments expressed, and all… — Frederick Seidel Copy Share Image
Would you require a wretched being, whose life is slowly wasting under a lingering disease, to despatch himself at once by the… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
“I did not need to see that … I mean I really did not need to see that. Jenna, honey, grab one… — Dianne Duvall Copy Share Image
MISERICORDE, n. A dagger which in mediaeval warfare was used by the foot soldier to remind an unhorsed knight that he was… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
of all the weapons of destruction that man could invent, the most terrible-and the most powerful-was the word. Daggers and spears left… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Next out of the hall came the sisters and their husbands. Before I could say anything, the captain had clamped his hand… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Pulling out his daggers, he kept them in his sleeves, just in case he happened upon someone who wouldn’t understand why a… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
John rose to his feet and apologized to Holiday. Her mom seethed. Her dad tried to talk to her seething mom. Holiday… — C.C. Hunter Copy Share Image
It was a dagger in the haughty father's heart, an arrow in his brain, to see how the flesh and blood he… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Piper bit her lip. The last thing she wanted to do was check Katopris for more terrifying images. 'I've tried,'she said.'The dagger… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
The Word 'Repulse': I hate this word. I believe 'repel' is a perfectly good word, and 'repulsion' is the noun, as well… — Rob Sheffield Copy Share Image
While the foods were being prepared, I watched as men dragged a foot-operated grinding wheel into an open space, and the groom… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
I don't think these women are stupid. I think they're selling a personality that's very marketable: Wouldn't it be fun if we… — Reese Witherspoon Copy Share Image
He took something out of his jacket and handed it to her. It was a long thin dagger in a leather sheath.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Love, he realized, was like the daggers he made in his forge: When you first got one it was shiny and new… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“There was a loud scraping noise as five chairs slid backward. The men rose as a unit. And started coming for her.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“The third mercenary—standing between Yrene and the mist—drew his short sword. Yrene didn’t have time to cry out in surprise or warning… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image