When the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills. Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed. People don't talk about… — Linkin Park Copy Share Image
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us… — Cecil Frances Alexander Copy Share Image
“Since the moment I saw you, I’ve been bewitched. You’re like a magnet that I’m drawn to by a force of nature.… — Virginia'dele Smith Copy Share Image
We pray for one last landing On the globe that gave us birth; Let us rest our eyes on fleecy skies And… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The only thing here was a long gray ribbon of road, stretched like tape stuck by a toddler onto a rolling carpet… — Beth Harbison Copy Share Image
When the green hills are covered with talking wires and the wolves no longer sing, what good will the money you paid… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
“Even among the ugliness of evil that resonated throughout the green hills and flowering landscape, Northbrook was simply breathtaking to those who… — Madison Thorne Grey Copy Share Image
“IT WAS THE COUNTRY OF HER BLOOD, AND AS SHE WATCHED it rise and fall and spread outside the truck window, Iona… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
Speak not, move not, but listen, the sky is full of gold. No ripple on the river, no stir in field or… — William Morris Copy Share Image
I moved to New England partly because it has a real literary past. The ghosts of Hawthorne and Melville still sit on… — John Updike Copy Share Image
“Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books...but also give him quiet time to ponder to eternal mystery of birds in… — Abe Lincoln Copy Share Image
“The boy stood on the highest knoll of the low country in the Western Kingdom of the Ring, looking north, watching the… — Morgan Rice Copy Share Image
Oh land of farms and green hills mild Once formed by giants rough and wild With massive paws they gripped and tore… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Every step of the road was just as she'd dreamt it all the time she'd been away. Every step took her further… — Jon McGregor Copy Share Image
“We never tasted tea in my village, even though they grow it in the east of my country, where the land rises… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
“Heather squinted as Emma passed ahead of them into sunlight. She followed carefully over the threshold and into a vision of green,… — S.D. Smith Copy Share Image
“Nancy grabbed Plum's hand and together they ran around the last curve and then they were leaning against the old stone wall… — Betty MacDonald Copy Share Image
“the murderous look in his eyes made her legs turn to jelly. 'Don't,' he spat out, 'make the mistake of getting me… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
She sat down on one of her grandmother's uncomfortable armchairs, and the cat sprang up into her lap and made itself comfortable.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
At this season of the year we draw close to Good Friday. All the eyes of the world will turn back to… — Tommy Douglas Copy Share Image
“I spend a lot of time gazing out the window to the green hills lined with vineyards and dotted with houses. There’s… — Kristin Rae Copy Share Image
“... and I knew what I wanted: I would settle in a hill station and write my novel. I had visions of… — Yann Martel Copy Share Image
“He lifted the book from the purse. The cover sported a painting of a stunning redhead in a long, pink gown who… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“Are you serious about leaving?" I touched my aching face. "Yes.But I don't know how." "I'd go with you," Colin said quietly.… — Alyxandra Harvey Copy Share Image
“What's taking you so long in the privy, son?" "Nothing, mama." "If you stay in there much longer, a snake will come… — Juan Rulfo Copy Share Image
“Diggory's Dyke was a deep cut between two chalk downs-high, green hills, where a thin layer of green grass and reddish earth… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Epithalamium Without silence there would be no music. Life paired is doubtless more difficult than solitary existence - just as a boat… — Adam Zagajewski Copy Share Image
“The Death of Allegory I am wondering what became of all those tall abstractions that used to pose, robed and statuesque, in… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
“THE RETURN OF THE GODS Like a white bird upon the wind, the sail of the boat of Manannan mac Lir (Pronounced… — Sarah Owen Copy Share Image
“You ask me why I dwell amidst these jade-green hills? I smile. No words can tell the stillness in my heart. Peach… — Bai Li Copy Share Image
Young and old will sit and judge unfeeling, while the empty churches' bells are pealing. And the green hills lay ignored, untended,… — Pete Townshend Copy Share Image
“The beauty of the island [Bora Bora} wasn't limited to its turquoise waters or green hills. That was mere surface beauty. The… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
Outside his office my father had a framed copy of a letter written by Abraham Lincoln to his son's teacher, translated into… — Malala Yousafzai Copy Share Image
“In Texas there’s so much space words have a way Of getting lost in the silence before they’re spoken So people hang… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
My loyalties will not be bound by national borders, or confined in time by one nation's history, or limited in the spiritual… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
