“XII. If there pushed any ragged thistle-stalk Above its mates, the head was chopped, the bents Were jealous else. What made those… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“He took the sacramental chalice, and stretching forth his bare arm, cried in a loud voice, 'Come ye viewless ministers of this… — William Mudford Copy Share Image
“Friends!’ interposed the man, in a voice which rattled in his throat. ‘if I lay dead at the bottom of the deepest… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“When I got home, I seemed in a dream. My windows looked upon hers; I remained all the day looking at them,… — Hain Friswell Copy Share Image
“So did you really mean all that stuff you said when I was a dead man?" "Every word." "Could you say it… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“A ridiculous fear pursued me, in fact: one could not die without having confessed all one's lies. Not to God or to… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“The studio was immense and gloomy, the sole light within it proceeding from a stove, around which the three were seated. Although… — James Hain Friswell Copy Share Image
“Bones are patient. Bones never tire nor do they run away. When you come upon a man who has been dead many… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
“There were usually not nearly as many sick people inside the hospital as Yossarian saw outside the hospital, and there were generally… — Joseph Heller Copy Share Image
“Then again, maybe you couldn't have killed me," he said, crawling out of the stairway. He moved very slowly, like a lizard… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“This dead man is bound up with my life, therefore I must do everything, promise everything in order to save myself; I… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“Few of us now have seen the stars as folk saw them then—our cities and towns cast too much light into the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Men speak of blind destiny, a thing without scheme or purpose. But what sort of destiny is that? Each act in this… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“New town. New house. New car. New job. New life. That’s what Ben had asked me to do. To start a new… — Devney Perry Copy Share Image
“Beckett, where’s Eve?” When he had her pressed to his chest, she tried again. “Are you going to tell me or what?”… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
The power of God has not in the least bit been diminished over the past 2000 years. Our Lord still sits on… — Eric Ludy Copy Share Image
“I am, in large measure, the selfsame prose I write. I unroll myself in sentences and paragraphs, I punctuate myself. In my… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
“Because there is nothing, nothing on Urras that we Anarresti need! We left with empty hands, a hundred and seventy years ago,… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
Many of you wished me dead. Many of you perhaps still do. But I hold no grudges and seek no revenge. I… — Julius Caesar Copy Share Image
“Girls were warned by their mothers against infidelity to their husbands, since adultery cost a married woman her nose, or ears; for… — Frank Bird Linderman Copy Share Image
“Because I liked you better than it suits a girl to say, It irked you and I promised to throw the thought… — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
“The woman [Cadsuane] looked at the battered tea things as if she had all the time in the world. “Now you know,”… — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
“In Islam, and especially among the Sufi Orders, siyahat or 'errance' - the action or rhythm of walking - was used as… — Meister Eckhart Copy Share Image
“It's a bore, but the answer is good things only happen to you if you're good. Good? Honest is more what I… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
"Can't sleep with a dead man in my closet." "You killed someone?" asked Ben with interest. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest— Yo ho ho and a packet of crisps.” “Any” — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image