Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
jukeboxes, radio and television, going from dawn to dusk, help spread the poison of synthetic, artificial, rhythmical noise. — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
Courage~ What makes the flag on the mast to wave? What makes the elephant charge his tusk in the misty mist, or… — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
And so I learned that familiar paths traced in the dusk of summer evenings may lead as well to prison as to… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
All day, the colors had been those of dusk, mist moving like a water creature across the great flanks of mountains possessed… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
How heron comes It is a negligence of the mind not to notice how at dusk heron comes to the pond and… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
In the swirling rain that came at dusk the broad avenue glistened with that deep bluish tint which is so widely condemned… — Stephen Crane Copy Share Image
“Long before the stars died the birds began to sing - cool rippling doves, loud cheery starlings, the long lilting trills of… — Mike Bond Copy Share Image
“The sun had set, but a faint pastel haze lingered in the mid-summer sky.” — R.J. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Skateboarding was the only thing I was ever good at. Growing up, I was doing that from, like, dusk till dawn. — D.J. Cotrona Copy Share Image
Who turns away from gazing at the sun Sees its dusk images fill all the air. It is not otherwise when Hope… — Edith M. Thomas Copy Share Image
“There was still an hour or two of daylight - even though clouds admitted only a greyish light upon the world, and… — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
I reached this level by sheer dint of hard work, toiling away at scores of tricks and experiments. I used to play… — Zinedine Zidane Copy Share Image
“[Hades] returned his attention to the playlist while I eased the car back on the road. His fingers flipped deftly over the… — Kaitlin Bevis Copy Share Image
