Purple haze all in my eyes, don't know if it's day or night. You got me blowin', blowin' my mind. Is it… — Jimi Hendrix Copy Share Image
And so the liberal tendency became a habit with Stepan Arkadyich, and he liked his newspaper, as he liked a cigar after… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Cirrus sky hawk drift, blue haze in the autumn air, and my mouth is dry. — Gregg Boddy Copy Share Image
Return to Shaoshan I regret the passing, the dying, of the vague dream: my native orchards thirty-two years ago. Yet red banners… — Mao Zedong Copy Share Image
I'm going to die with Alexander's hand on my face, Tatiana thought. That is not a bad way to die. I cannot… — Paullina Simons Copy Share Image
“ Autumn Days Yellow, mellow, ripened days, Sheltered in a golden coating; O'er the dreamy, listless haze, White and dainty cloudlets floating;… — Will Carleton Copy Share Image
…Even the idea of a city never entered his mind. It was as if he had walked under the millimeter of haze… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“The only side God chooses is one of commonsense. If it doesn’t make sense; it is not God.” — Shannon L. Alder Copy Share Image
For two years living in a neutral country I have been able to see through the haze of propaganda to reach something… — John Amery Copy Share Image
Sometimes, looking up at Sophiatown... I have felt I was looking at an Italian village somewhere in Umbria. For you do ‘look… — Trevor Huddleston Copy Share Image
Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, A sun-lit pasture field, with cattle and horses feeding; And haze, and… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, swirling clouds in violet haze reflect Vincent's eyes of china blue. — Don McLean Copy Share Image
Because after the haze of not being kissed cleared I was forced to face the facts that: 1. Jack was a very… — Michele Jaffe Copy Share Image
“Gray. The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my… — Simona Panova Copy Share Image
“Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass by… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
Yesterday and tomorrow cross and mix on the skyline. The two are lost in a purple haze. One forgets, one waits. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
This is the river of the great 19th-century landscapists; of Cole, Cropsey and Church, and at the end of the summer it… — Judith Thurman Copy Share Image
The alcoholic trance is not just a haze, as though the eyes were also unshaven. It is not a mere buzzing in… — William H. Gass Copy Share Image
“So I guess you could say Neel owes me a few favors, except that so many favors have passed between us now… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
The morning woods were utterly new. A strong yellow light pooled beneath the trees; my shadow appeared and vanished on the path,… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
That kind of friendship doesn't just materialize at the end of the rainbow one morning in a soft-focus Hollywood haze. For it… — Tana French Copy Share Image
Purple Haze all in my brain, lately things don't seem the same. Actin' funny but I don't know why. 'Scuse me while… — Jimi Hendrix Copy Share Image
But that mimosa grove-the haze of stars, the tingle, the flame, the honey-dew, and the ache remained with me, and that little… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
The breezes taste Of apple peel. The air is full Of smells to feel- Ripe fruit, old footballs, Burning brush, New books,… — John Updike Copy Share Image
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky… — Patricia Hampl Copy Share Image
