“I say, did you hear me?" The old man shook a worn walking stick at the oak. "I said move it and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“As we move further away I can hear the old lady say, “Remember when we were like that, Ed?” To which the… — Anna Bloom Copy Share Image
I strain to hear, but my old ears, for all their obscene hugeness, pick up nothing but snippets: — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
They had the music being piped right out on the street. I'd be three or four blocks from there and I couldn't… — Jay McShann Copy Share Image
Give me the end of the year an' its fun When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done; Bring all the… — Edgar Guest Copy Share Image
