I love the smell of freshly cut grass. It takes me back to summers in Maine. — Rachel Nichols Copy Share Image
There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its… — Jane Hamilton Copy Share Image
We are all but recent leaves on the same old tree of life and if this life has adapted itself to new… — Albert Szent-Gyorgyi Copy Share Image
I have need of the sky, I have business with the grass; I will up and get me away where the hawk… — Richard Hovey Copy Share Image
I've been on some fairways that are as good as the greens we putted on back then. We had crab grass. I… — Sam Snead Copy Share Image
The grass isn't always greener on the other side. Unfortunately, it usually takes being on the other side to realize that, because… — Jerome Bettis Copy Share Image
Man only remains hypnotised with the false idea of an ego. When this ghost is off from us, all dreams vanish, and… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image
Vietnam, me love you long time. All day, all night, me love you long time. (...) Dropping acid on the Mekong Delta,… — Alex Garland Copy Share Image
The classic relationship with grass that early hippies had was that it's better shared with friends. You can't really get high with… — Stephen Gaskin Copy Share Image
Time to move on, time to get going. What lies ahead I have no way of knowing. But under my feet, baby,… — Tom Petty Copy Share Image
It was anyway all a long time ago; the world, we know now, is as it is and not different; if there… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
We Indians do not teach that there is only one god. We know that everything has power, including the most inanimate, inconsequential… — Russell Means 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
Perfume is magic. It’s mystery. We recreate the smell of a flower. Of wood. Of grass. We capture the essence of life.… — M.J. Rose Copy Share Image
The strongest animals on earth are plant eaters. Every creature we've enlisted to do the work we couldn't handle - the horse,… — Victoria Moran Copy Share Image
It is all a question of sensitiveness. Brute force and overbearing may make a terrific effect. But in the end, that which… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you my brown eyed girl. — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
Come away with in the night Come away with me And I will sing you a song Come away with me on… — Norah Jones Copy Share Image
“It was the week after Easter holidays, and he was journeying along with Smart the mare and the light spring-cart, watching the… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
My advice is very simple: if you can win a small battle, it gives you confidence in the political process to take… — David Miliband Copy Share Image
