After more than two decades of trying to destroy the firearms rights of more than 80 million law-abiding American gun owners -… — Alan Gottlieb Copy Share Image
For if we're destroyed, the knowledge is dead...We're nothing more than dust jackets for books...so many pages to a person... — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
If the Soul sees, after death , what passes on this earth , and watches over the welfare of those it loves,… — Albert Pike Copy Share Image
The magic in that country was so thick and tenacious that it settled over the land like chalk-dust and over floors and… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
Who can ever be alone for a moment in Italy? Every stone has a voice, every grain of dust seems instinct with… — Margaret Fuller Copy Share Image
What monstrous absurdities and paradoxes have resisted whole batteries of serious arguments, and then crumbled swiftly into dust before the ringing death-knell… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
I do not know what dust is, I do not know where it comes from, I only know that it settles on… — Ivor Cutler Copy Share Image
A word does not say anything And at the same time it hides everything Just as the wind that hides the water… — Carlos Varela Copy Share Image
Cinderella and the prince lived, they say, happily ever after, like two dolls in a museum case never bothered by diapers or… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Would you become a pilgrim on the road of love? The first condition is that you make yourself humble as dust and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I headed towards the mountain, which was an almost irresistible beacon to my storm self. It glowed with heat, pressure, and turbulence—everything… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital hand, this… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
First our pleasures die - and then our hopes, and then our fears - and when these are dead, the debt is… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
History fades into fable; fact becomes clouded with doubt and controversy; the inscription molders from the tablet: the statue falls from the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
This London City, with all of its houses, palaces, steam-engines, cathedrals, and huge immeasurable traffic an tumult, what is it but a… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
“The hearts of women are like those little pieces of furniture with secret hiding - places, full of drawers fitted into each… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
When the landscape buckles and jerks around, when a dust column of debris rises from the collapse of a block of buildings… — Adrienne Rich Copy Share Image
I do value my work awfully; but in reality only consider this: all this world of ours is nothing but a speck… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
It's amazing to me that we live in such a wonderful country where anyone can have a problem in life and get… — Frank Abagnale Copy Share Image
The plough of Time breaks up our Eden-land, And tramples down its fruitful flowery prime. Yet thro' the dust of ages living… — Gerald Massey Copy Share Image
Do not think about the body. The body comes and goes; for it there is birth and there is death. But you… — Sathya Sai Baba Copy Share Image
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes. I slept on the ground in the light of the moon. On the… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
“At least the tears on my desk wipe away the dust that's covered this place” — Andrew Boddie Copy Share Image
