We may have been like needles in a hay stack, but they were like needles . . . in a stack of needles — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My husband says he wants to have the best hay field in Britain. I can't wait. — Jasmine Guinness Copy Share Image
The fears of what may come to pass, I cast them all away, Among the clover scented grass, Among the new-mown hay. — Louise Imogen Guiney Copy Share Image
I get the same buzz cleaning up the yard as Leo Tolstoy did from scything hay. — Sergei Lukyanenko Copy Share Image
Jolly boating weather, And a hay harvest breeze, Blade on the feather, Shade off the trees. — William Johnson Cory Copy Share Image
The pollen count, now that's a difficult job. Especially if you've got hay fever. — Milton Jones Copy Share Image
I was working as a staff writer at Rolling Stone. I had a friend who worked at MTV, and she called me… — Jancee Dunn Copy Share Image
We spend so much money on these dresses that are terrible. And what do we get out of it? Nothing - a… — Chelsea Handler Copy Share Image
How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
But I shall like my battle. This sort of day puts one in mood for it. Plenty of wood in the shed,… — Anne Bosworth Greene Copy Share Image
I am earth, earth My heart's love Bursts with hay and flowers. I am a lake of blue air In which my… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
I've always considered myself a physical person. I don't call myself a farm girl, but I did spend a lot of years… — Eleanor Mondale Copy Share Image
I think people do work too much. I've never been able to understand the whole 'make hay while the sun shines' thing.… — Kristin Scott Thomas Copy Share Image
I was never very interested in boys - and there were plenty of them - vying with one another to see how… — Bette Davis 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
Race horses are like golfers, you're never sure how they're going to come out of the stalls. It's just - hopefully the… — Lee Westwood Copy Share Image
[on going to Sunday school:] It looks like rain, and I hope it will rain cats and dogs and hammers and pitchforks… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My father kept me busy from dawn to dusk when I was a kid. When I wasn't pitching hay, hauling corn or… — Bob Feller Copy Share Image
It was an honor to work with Samantha Morton on this Casablanca-esque, silent-film-esque, Americana photobooth Woolworth's hay day period piece of surrealism/… — Alison Mosshart Copy Share Image
When a woman's face is wrinkled And her hairs are sprinkled, With gray, Lackaday! Aside she's cast, No one respect will pay;… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
You'd think New York people was all wise; but no, they can't get a chance to learn. Every thing's too compressed. Even… — O. Henry Copy Share Image
Longhaired preachers come out every night, Tryin' to tell us what's wrong and what's right. But when asked about something to eat,… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
People are amazed because I don't get much with the colds. Sometimes in the spring or in the fall, I'll get a… — Donald Trump Copy Share Image
My young men shall never work, men who work cannot dream; and wisdom comes to us in dreams. You ask me to… — Smohalla Copy Share Image
It were good to know how much hay an acre of every sort will bear; how many cattle the same weight of… — William Petty Copy Share Image
I mean, these are really dedicated people [in Lovecraft Society] when it comes to [h.P.] Lovecraft. But in the top floor of… — Paul Laffoley Copy Share Image
I wish that the circuses that were around now felt like they did then. They're not quite as elegant or as magical… — Francis Lawrence Copy Share Image
This [the movie Babe] is the way Americans want to think of pigs. Real-life 'Babes' see no sun in their limited lives,… — Morley Safer Copy Share Image
So in a strange way, even though Trump is a billionaire, what he's been saying is, "Everything's rigged, it's all corrupt and… — Jane Mayer Copy Share Image
A Song of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms - a song… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I was 12 when I ordered my first guitar out of the worn and discolored pages of the Sears and Roebuck catalog.… — Gene Autry Copy Share Image
Oh, father's gone to market-town, he was up before the day, And Jamie's after robins, and the man is making hay, And… — Richard Watson Gilder Copy Share Image
When the soldier returns from the wars, even though he has white hair, he very soon finds a young wife. But a… — Aristophanes Copy Share Image
My business is stanching blood and feeding fainting men; my post the open field between the bullet and the hospital. I sometimes… — Clara Barton Copy Share Image