When you are tempted to look elsewhere for greener pastures, just remember someone else is probably looking at yours. And if another… — Ezra Taft Benson Copy Share Image
And that was as far as he got before i heard it. The thumping of footsteps, running up the lawn toward me:… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Like sheep that get lost nibbling away at the grass because they never look up, we often focus so much on ourselves… — Allen Klein Copy Share Image
You can't slow the game here. It's grass, it's always going to be fast. — Goran Ivanisevic Copy Share Image
Cemeteries in Bohemia are like gardens. The graves are covered with grass and colourful flowers. Modest tombstones are lost in the greenery.… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
No, no the mind I love must still have wild places - a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found, And hid a soldier… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
O' beautiful for spacious skies But now those skies are threatening They're beating plowshares into swords For this tired old man that… — Don Henley Copy Share Image
In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
deep in the meadow , under the willow , a bed of grass , a soft green pillow — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The same wind that uproots trees makes the grass shine. The lordly wind loves the weakness and the lowness of grasses. Never… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty… — Alexandra David-Neel Copy Share Image
People in the UK will say that the design community in the US is much more coherent than other countries. It has… — Michael Bierut Copy Share Image
It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were… — Eudora Welty 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
I still drink vodka; I'm not an advocate of drinking, but I'm no angel. I don't like grass, because it just makes… — Calvin Klein Copy Share Image
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers' imperial dreams. — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
He did not know or care whether they were wizards or Muggles, friends or foes; all he cared about was that a… — Anonymous 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
Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial… — John Muir Copy Share Image
the year she had run fleetly through the dewy grass under the moon- the night of wine, when dreams condensed out of… — Stephen King 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
I look for the moment(s) in the story where the writer risked abandoning the glory of the self in favor of the… — Lidia Yuknavitch Copy Share Image
Tier on tier of beautiful mountains and streams Blue green vistas locked in white clouds The mist makes my bandana wet Dew… — Hanshan Copy Share Image
How do you expect the Germans to revolt when they don't even dare walk on the grass? — Joseph Stalin Copy Share Image
