Desperation is a millstone. It wears away at the very soul, grinding away pity, kindness, humanity and courage. But sometimes it whets… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
I realized that Eastern thought had somewhat more compassion for all living things. Man was a form of life that in another… — William O. Douglas Copy Share Image
The Deer don't dineWhen a Wolf's about,And the PorcupineSticks his quill-points out. — Arthur Guiterman Copy Share Image
Envy, like the worm, never runs but to the fairest fruit; like a cunning bloodhound, it singles out the fattest deer in… — Francis Beaumont Copy Share Image
The probability that the bowman's arrow hits the deer does not lie in the arrow or the deer. It lies in the… — Bart Kosko Copy Share Image
An Indian's dress of deer skins, which is wet a hundred times upon his back, dries soft; and his lodge also, which… — George Catlin Copy Share Image
My dad would take me deer hunting with him, which was pretty traumatic - 'Bambi' was one of my favorite movies. — Haley Bennett Copy Share Image
Ascend, my brothers, ascend eagerly. Let your hearts' resolve be to climb. Listen to the voice of the one who says: 'Come,… — John Climacus Copy Share Image
As part of the ritual of becoming a man, my maternal uncle, a judge, and his four sons, each older than me,… — Hisham Matar Copy Share Image
Even if this is the end of humankind, we dare not take away the chances some other life-form might have to succeed… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
You might be a redneck if you saved lots of money on your honeymoon by going deer hunting. — Jeff Foxworthy Copy Share Image
I am loyal to my beloved Joffrey. (Sansa) No doubt. As loyal as a deer surrounded by wolves. (Tyrion) Lions, she whispered… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Brambles, in particular, protect and nourish young fruit trees, and on farms bramble clumps (blackberry or one of its related cultivars) can… — Bill Mollison Copy Share Image
If you come to think of it, you never see deer, dogs and rabbits worrying about their menus and yet they run… — Emil Zatopek Copy Share Image
When Daniel Boone goes by at night The phantom deer arise And all lost, wild America Is burning in their eyes. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
...his gaze met hers. It was crazy. Dressed down in worn blue jeans and a black shirt, he was the most beautiful… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
It seemed to me that the people who made the rules of the road had figured out everything that would help a… — Joan Bauer Copy Share Image
We should always speak what would please the man of whom we expect a favour,like the hunter who sings sweetly when he… — Chanakya Copy Share Image
We could see the children's toys here and there, and we saw a game that the children had made themselves out of… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
Unnoticed, the passage has occurred; as I brood, autumn dusk dewdrops fall on my pillow. The voices of insects and the deer… — Princess Shikishi Copy Share Image
I hunt deer because I love the entire process; the preparation, the excitement, and sustained suspense of trying to match my woods… — Fred Bear Copy Share Image
As the pen rises from the page between words, so the walker's feet rise and fall between paces, and as the deer… — Robert Macfarlane Copy Share Image
We all strive for safety, prosperity, comfort, long life, and dullness. The deer strives with his supple legs, the cowman with trap… — Aldo Leopold Copy Share Image
