Life and I, we havent been getting along. When the grass is green, She got me in the other lawn. — Alex Talman Copy Share Image
The other day the grass was brown, now its green cuz I ain't give up. Never surrender. — DJ Khaled Copy Share Image
Bare feet on the grass comfort the spirit and connect the body to the earth all at once! — Maximillian Degenerez Copy Share Image
It is a lot easier to kick off a turf field than it is off a grass field. — Bill Cowher Copy Share Image
Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors. — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
You cannot build a grass-roots campaign unless you are connecting with people. — Ted Cruz Copy Share Image
The fountain is my speech. The tulips are my speech. The grass and trees are my speech. — George T. Delacorte Jr Copy Share Image
Fairway: a narrow strip of mown grass that separates two groups of golfers looking for lost balls in the rough. — Henry Beard Copy Share Image
Never define your success by somebody else's success. I never looked at another man's grass to tell how green mine should be. — Xzibit Copy Share Image
Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
I'm not here to say I don't eat vegetables - I do, a lot of them - but, from a soil perspective,… — Dan Barber Copy Share Image
Back in 1984 I worked my socks off cutting grass to save 34, an astronomical amount of money at the time, for… — David James Copy Share Image
“Before the gods that made the gods had seen their sunrise pass, the white horse of the white horse vale was cut… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Schist," said an angry voice from the grass. Hazel raised her eyebrows. "Excuse me?" "Schist! Big pile of schist! — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“when snow falls i long for grass when grass grows i walk all over it when leaves change colour i beg for… — Rupi Kaur Copy Share Image
I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
An absolute patience. Trees stand up to their knees in fog. The fog slowly flows uphill. White cobwebs, the grass leaning where… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
Of all the everyday plants of the earth, grass is the least pretentious and the most important to mankind. It clothes the… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
I was stuck on the side of a mountain in Scotland. I was looking down on emptiness. I lay on my back… — Ivor Cutler Copy Share Image
And fairy month of waking mirth From whom our joys ensue Thou early gladder of the earth Thrice welcome here anew With… — John Clare Copy Share Image
I was a heavy drinker, but the alcohol affected my heart rather than my liver. So I stopped. I smoke grass now.… — Robert Altman Copy Share Image
When I was wee, in the middle of the summer, the big field behind the shops would be filled with dry grass… — Limmy Copy Share Image
Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure; And spring comes green again to trees and grasses Where petals have been… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A day, a livelong day, is not one thing but many. It changes not only in growing light toward zenith and decline… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
Every once in awhile, find a spot of shade, sit down on the grass or dirt, and ask yourself this question: “Do… — Ken Baumann Copy Share Image
I meditate for the last time on this mountain that is bare, though others all around are white with snow. Like the… — Peter Matthiessen Copy Share Image
If dragons were common, and you could look at one in the zoo - but zebras were a rare legendary creature that… — Eliezer Yudkowsky Copy Share Image
“This is what I love to do: I love to run through a field of wet grass that has not been mowed… — Garth Stein Copy Share Image
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
One particular aspect of Siddhartha’s revelation of the outside world has always struck me. Quite possibly he lived his first thirty years… — Daniel Tammet Copy Share Image
Strolling on, it seems to me that the strangeness and wonder of existence are emphasized here, in the desert, by the comparative… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
