In the long winter evenings he talked to Ma about the Western country. In the West the land was level, and there… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
Not even the Emerald Isle itself was as green as the grass that grew in Ebbets Field. — Duke Snider Copy Share Image
“And so well did they hide themselves in their love that grass grew over their hearts and all their loud songs became… — Jesse Ball Copy Share Image
“I have a beard of grass. I grew it on my back, and sometimes my neighbor mows it for me. Meow!” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
The field was even greener than my boy's mind had pictured it. In later years, friends of ours visited Ireland and said… — Duke Snider Copy Share Image
“Independently of me the grass grows, the rain falls on the grass that grows, and the sun shines on the patch of… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
In an ancient and dead language, any recognition of living nature attracts us. These are such sentences as were written while grass… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“In the West the land was level, and there were no trees. The grass grew thick and high. There the wild animals… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
“Sere grass grew in tufts out of a pale, sandy soil, no richer for the thousands of souls planted there. Red-brown moss… — Antonio Dias Copy Share Image
