Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over the dunes, a life… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Writing a novel is always complicated, it's not like you snap your fingers and go, 'Ah, I know what I'll write'. For… — Reif Larsen Copy Share Image
How full and rich a world Theirs to inhabit is-- Sweet scent of grass and bloom, Playmates' glad symphony, Cool touch of… — Israel Zangwill Copy Share Image
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and… — Johnny Mercer Copy Share Image
A new baptism I'll give you, and My very finger I will place in My people's keeping. When you point your finger,… — Chuck Pierce Copy Share Image
I spent four months in Prague in these blue rooms reacting to nothing and you basically place your faith in the hands… — Edward Burns Copy Share Image
Don't fight your demons. Your demons are here to teach you lessons. Sit down with your demons and have a drink and… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I steal scenes, I steal opportunities. I am the ultimate thief. I got sticky fingers, man. They all call me The Thief. — J. B. Smoove Copy Share Image
But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I always lived with guitarists. When they would leave, I would just pick up their acoustic guitars and start doing finger picking… — Lou Doillon Copy Share Image
The harder we try to catch hold of the moment, to seize a pleasant sensation..., the more elusive it becomes... It is… — Alan Watts Copy Share Image
I have nothing against women. As a matter of fact there's something about them that I love, but I just can't put… — Jerry Lewis Copy Share Image
My only memories of school are of being beaten, of being hit in the playground, of masters poking their fingers in my… — Michael Gambon Copy Share Image
When I wanted to be professionally known as a rapper I said I wanna take the moniker Gucci Mane. But all the… — Gucci Mane Copy Share Image
Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream. Inside, the fireplace is… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
There was no air; only the dead, still night fired by the dog days of August. Not a breath. I had to… — Juan Rulfo Copy Share Image
In memoir, can you really tell the truth about yourself? You're not going to write about your little peccadilloes, like, "I like… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share Image
All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
I saw a drummer play once when I was a kid and I thought, that's really cool. You know, you're moving. You're… — Bill Kreutzmann Copy Share Image
Fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
A mortal had woven it, a man who, having caught sight of the Seelie queen, had spent the remainder of his short… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do, with its love? — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
