Sort of desolate, decayed, the smell of - I don't want to dramatise it - but death, you know. That is what… — Anton Oliver Copy Share Image
“...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“I can’t help but ask, “Do you know where you are?” She turns to me with a foreboding glare. “Do you?” — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
“Only those who have been wanderers long desolate can know the power there was in the latter appeal [Christianity].” — Lew Wallace Copy Share Image
He was swept with a sadness, a sadness deep and penetrating, leaving him desolate like someone washed up on a beach, a… — Robert Cormier Copy Share Image
We live in an era where masses of people come and go across a hostile planet, desolate and violent. Refugees, emigrants, exiles,… — Isabel Allende Copy Share Image
No one is so accursed by fate, no one so utterly desolate, but some heart though unknown responds unto his own. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Leaves like rusty tin for the desolate mind that has seen the end- the barest glimmerings. Leaves aswirl with gulls made wild… — Giorgos Seferis Copy Share Image
Seventy percent of Earth's surface is water and over 99 percent is uninhabited, so you would expect nearly all impactors to hit… — Neil deGrasse Tyson Copy Share Image
I find it difficult to accept that it is the will of God that humanity should degrade, deface, desolate, and ultimately perhaps… — Russell E. Train Copy Share Image
“There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach in a hangman’s noose. It is this same… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
Where's the hope that can abate The grief of hearts thus desolate That can Youth's keenest pangs assuage, And mitigate the gloom… — Thomas Haynes Bayly Copy Share Image
I will weep and wail for the mountains and take up a lament concerning the desert pastures. They are desolate and untraveled,… — Jeremiah Copy Share Image
Other people may complicate our lives, but life without them would be unbearably desolate. None of us can be truly human in… — Harold S. Kushner Copy Share Image
He who abhors and shuns the light of the Sun,He who refuses to behold with respect the living creation of God,He who… — Zoroaster Copy Share Image
Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,-- Dying hectic… — Bayard Taylor Copy Share Image
“Outside the window, there slides past that unimaginable and deserted vastness where night is coming on, the sun declining in ghastly blood-streaked… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Let every Christian be a gardener so that he and she and the whole of creation, which groans in expectation of the… — Vigen Guroian Copy Share Image
A modern factory reaches perhaps almost the limit of horror. Everybody in it is constantly harassed and kept on edge by the… — Simone Weil Copy Share Image
My God, whose son, as on this night, took on Him the form of man, and for man vouchsafed to suffer and… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
From an early age she had developed the art of being alone and generally preferred her own company to anyone else’s. She… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
Half the walk is but retracing our steps. We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the spirit of undying… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The story of the universe finally comes to an end. For the first time in its life, the universe will be permanent… — Brian Cox Copy Share Image
To the last day of your life, be positive; try to be cheerful. Even at the very end, don't think, "I am… — Paramahansa Yogananda Copy Share Image
“Hundreds of versts of desolate, monotonous, sun-parched steppe cannot bring on the depression induced by one man who sits and talks, and… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
I'm a winter girl. I like coming out when things are desolate and everybody's ready to slit their wrists. — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
“History doesn’t start with a tall building and a card with your name written on it, but jokes do. I think someone… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
I am an absurd idealist. But I believe that all that must come true. For, unless it comes true, the world will… — Leslie Charteris Copy Share Image
He that has no present Christ has a future, dark, chaotic, heaving with its destructive ocean; and over it there goes forever--black-pinioned… — Alexander MacLaren Copy Share Image
Life - life - let there be life! Better a thousand times the roaring hours When wave and wind, Like the Arch-Murderer… — William Ernest Henley Copy Share Image
I have been thinking more and more that I shall always be a lone wanderer of the wilderness. God, how the trail… — Everett Ruess Copy Share Image
And that enquiring man John Synge comes next, That dying chose the living world for text And never could have rested in… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the… — E. B. White Copy Share Image
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
“It’s hard to safeguard a genuine life course, when love tips over from endearing care into tedium, through laziness of imagination or… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
After all the pain you put me through, I cant stand to see the sight of you, but you are drowning in… — Saving Abel Copy Share Image
There's an aesthetic theme, which is cities at two o'clock in the morning. Not cities packed with people going out to clubs… — Moby Copy Share Image
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom, and desolate despair; A messenger of… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“Then, as if they were wind-blown clouds, all of the ideas in which we’ve felt life and all the ambitions and plans… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
“I steal one glance over my shoulder as soon as we are far from the foreboding luminance of the neon glow, and… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image