That's Paul's great weapon, words. He uses them like other men use their fists. — Curtis Siodmak Copy Share Image
I submit that an individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust, and willingly accepts the penalty by staying… — Martin Luther King Jr Copy Share Image
I saw the spires of Oxford As I was passing by, The grey spires of Oxford Against a pearl-grey sky; My heart… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It is turning three hundred years On our cisatlantic shore For family after family name. We'll make it three hundred more — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
As the traveler who has once been from home is wiser thanhe who has never left his owndoorstep, so a knowledge of… — Margaret Mead Copy Share Image
On the kitchen wall a flash of shadow: swift pilgr image of pigeons, a spiral celebration of air, of sky-deserts. — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
You see what you've done, don't you?... You've committed the supreme blasphemy. — John Lee Mahin Copy Share Image
This is the shape of the tree, And the flower and the leaf, and the three pale beautiful pilgrims: This is what… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
In France, and at the most important period of our history, Catherine de' Medici has suffered more from popular error than any… — Honoré De Balzac Copy Share Image
Nothing is to be compared to the misery of being bound without Love, bound to one,& preferring another. That is a Punishment… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weepswhen there is nothing at all toweep about. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
So I wasn't dreaming, after all, she said to herself,unlessunless we're all part of the same dream. Only I do hope it's… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Whither I go, thither shall yougo too; Today will I set forth, tomorrow you. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do I not bate? do I not dwindle? Why, my skin hangsabout me like an old lady's loose gown; I am withered… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And of the swan in death these dreamers tell of its last flight and how it falls, a plummet, pierced by the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A sense of the present rises out of earth and grass, enters the feet, ascends into the genitals, constricting the breast.... — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
These are the desolate, dark weeks when nature in its barrenness equals the stupidity of man. — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
Self-help books are making life downright unsafe. Womendesperate to catch a man practice all the ploys recommended by these authors. Bump into… — Florence King Copy Share Image
All my life I've been harassed by questions: Why is something this way and not another? How do you account for that?… — Luis Buñuel Copy Share Image
For God's sake, if you sin, take pleasure in it, and do it for the pleasure. — Gerald Gould Copy Share Image
Oh! a private buffoon is a light-hearted loon, If you listen to popular rumour; From morning to night he's sojoyous and bright,… — Sir William Schwenck Gilbert Copy Share Image
