Prostrate on earth the bleeding warrior lies, And Isr'el's beauty on the mountains dies. How are the mighty fallen! Hush'd be my… — William Somervile Copy Share Image
A friend of mine once told me that I can't screw up when I play my own music. I also take voice… — Lisa Loeb Copy Share Image
Tranquilizers to overcome angst, pep pills to wake us up, life pills to ensure blissful sterility. I will lift up my ears… — Malcolm Muggeridge Copy Share Image
Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
Your Great-Aunt Muriel doesn't agree, I just met her upstairs while she was giving Fleur the tiara. "She said 'Oh dear, is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Max cuffed his brother good-naturedly on the ear as River slid in past him and bent to kiss Sophia on the cheek.… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
The nation will find it very hard to look up to the leaders who are keeping their ears to the ground. — Winston Churchill Copy Share Image
I've always had control of what I played on the air. I have always had very open ears. — Donnie Simpson Copy Share Image
The heavenly bodies are nothing but a continuous song for several voices (perceived by the intellect, not by the ear); a music… — Johannes Kepler Copy Share Image
Her heart pounded as [Cam's] lips bypassed hers and came to a stop, whispering in her ear: 'Don't let him flip you… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
Most black singers like to slow the word down and, and go directly to your heart. They're not interested in your ears,… — Ben E. King Copy Share Image
He pressed a kiss to my ear. “Do you feel stretched? Can you tell I’ve been inside you?” I nodded, feeling my… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
Let us not make the poor our friends by our alms, not our enemies by our scorns. We had better have the… — Thomas Adams Copy Share Image
How can we appraise a proposal if the terms hurled at our ears can mean anything or nothing, and change their significance… — Dwight D. Eisenhower Copy Share Image
Women like poetry. A soft word in their ears and they melt - a grease spot on the grass. — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
Anyone whose lifestyle may frighten you or whose point of view makes smoke come out of your ears. — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
Language in fiction is made up of equal parts meaning and music. The sentences should have rhythm and cadence, they should engage… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
If only we know, boss, what the stones and rain and flowers say. Maybe they call-call us-and we don't hear them. When… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
A kiss! When all is said, what is a kiss? An oath of allegiance taken in closer proximity, a promise more precise,… — Edmond Rostand Copy Share Image
Music can lift us out of depression or move us to tears - it is a remedy, a tonic, orange juice for… — Oliver Sacks Copy Share Image
The thing you notice here after America is how refreshingly ordinary people look, because they haven't had their chin wrapped around the… — Ian Mckellen Copy Share Image
Art is a concrete and personal and rather childish thing after all - no matter what people do to graft it into… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image