Where's Magnus?" he said. AS he looked toward the kitchen, Clary saw a bruise on his jaw, below his ear, about the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Soft as Memnon's harp at morning, To the inward ear devout, Touched by light, with heavenly warning Your transporting chords ring out.… — John Keble Copy Share Image
I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
An ear for music is very different from a taste for music. I have no ear whatever; I could not sing an… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
When the woman took the earbud, he didn't ask another question. She was a woman on a mission as she placed the… — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
I never decide if an idea is good or bad until I try it. So much of what gets in the way… — Rick Rubin Copy Share Image
Whereever you end up;" Jack whispered into my ear."I wish you clear skies. Always — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
To the reactionary ear every whispered criticism of the elite classes has always sounded like the opening shot of an uprising. — Richard Hofstadter Copy Share Image
There IS a difference between poetry and prose! Poems should be sonically charged and new to the ear. — Cate Marvin Copy Share Image
My ear is not working, my poetry ear. I can't write a line that doesn't sound like pots and pans falling out… — Jane Kenyon Copy Share Image
Empathising with the younger children on whom the same confidence trick was being imposed, I embarked on a crusade around the neighbourhood,… — Barbara Smoker Copy Share Image
I don't expect the human race to progress in too many areas. However, having a child with an ear infection makes one… — David Bowie Copy Share Image
I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
Their bodies will be raised from the dead as vessels for the soul-vessels of wrath. The soul will breathe hell-fire, and smoke… — John Bunyan Copy Share Image
If I have a dry spell ... I wait and live harder, eyes, ears, and heart open, and when the productive time… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
How came the bodies of animals to be contrived with so much art, and for what ends were their several parts? Was… — Isaac Newton Copy Share Image
And pray what more can a reasonable man desire, in peaceful times, in ordinary noons, than a sufficient number of ears of… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Nikolai stroked her cheek, then wrapped her in his embrace. “You’re safe,” he said tenderly beside her ear. “I’ve got you, and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Not just any talk is conversation; not any talk raises consciousness. Good conversation has an edge: it opens your eyes to something,… — James Hillman Copy Share Image
Keep up," said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "I don't… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Sometimes Thomas Mackee will stick an earphone into my ear and ask me to listen to a song. When I get over… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Though now this grained face of mine be hid In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, And all the conduits of my blood froze… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What seems conceit, bad manners or cynicism is always a sign of things no ear have heard, no eyes have seen. You… — Lucinda Williams Copy Share Image
