How could anybody confuse truth with beauty, I thought as I looked at him. Truth came with sunken eyes, bony or scarred,… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
The wind outside nested in each tree, prowled the sidewalks in invisible treads like unseen cats. Tom Skelton shivered. Anyone could see… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
As naturally as the oak bears an acorn and the vine a gourd, man bears a poem, either spoken or done. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The sun has blessed you," Sarita used to say. "Look how he has left his kisses on your face for all to… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Put a thorn in every enjoyment, a worm in every gourd, that would either prevent my being wholly thine, or in any… — Thomas Cogswell Upham Copy Share Image
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun. — John Keats Copy Share Image
Beauty was empty as a gourd, vain as a parakeet. But it had power. It smelled of musk and oranges and made… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
when a gourd is hollowed out it becomes empty and is of great use to the world because of its emptiness. — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
Yet poetry, though the last and finest result, is a natural fruit. As naturally as the oak bears an acorn, and the… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Be deaf unto the suggestions of tale-bearers, calumniators, pick-thank or malevolent detractors, who, while quiet men sleep, sowing the tares of discord… — Thomas Browne Copy Share Image
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Like Jonah, you may lose your gourd, but you cannot lose your God. — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Do not be small minded. Do not pray for gourds and pumpkins from God, when you should be asking for pure love… — Ramakrishna Copy Share Image
Water. Its sunny track in the plain; its splashing in the garden canal, the sound it makes when in its course it… — Jacques Roumain Copy Share Image
The infernal flag-waving after 9/11 nearly drove liberals out of their gourds. For the left, 'flag-waving' is an epithet. — Ann Coulter Copy Share Image
