There’s a vastness here and I believe that the people who are born here breathe that vastness into their soul. They dream… — Conrad Hilton Copy Share Image
The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again, pronounce a text, Cry hem; and reading what… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The moon slid inexorably into its zenith, the shadows shrivelling to the feet of all that cast them, and as Rantel approached… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
in nineteen minutes you can norder a pizza and have it delivered. You can read a story to a child or have… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
She thought of death like the seam of a hem: each time you lose someone close, it unraveled a little. You could… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
O frost bitten blossoms, That are unfolding your wings From out the envious black branches. Bloom quickly and make much of the… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
The human spirit is itself the most wonderful fairy tale that can possibly be. What a magnificent world lies enclosed within our… — E. T. A. Hoffmann Copy Share Image
I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
All knowledge is of itself of some value. There is nothing so minute or inconsiderable, that I would not rather know it… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Dammit, Michael, get out of my room, you pervert!” Could you even be a pervert if you were dead? She supposed you… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Up and away for life! be fleet!- The frost-king ties my fumbling feet, Sings in my ears, my hands are stones, Curdles… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
-and nobody’s getting laid!” I practically shouted. “You think I don’t know that?” He shifted his body beneath me, making me painfully… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Still sitting, he reached out and pulled me toward him. We stayed there, looking at each other, his hand still wrapped in… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
In this we see the wondrous virtue of the Lord: that the power dwelling in His body should communicate to perishable things… — Hilary of Poitiers Copy Share Image
I kissed her," he explained, aggrieved. "Mmm, yes, I had the dubious pleasure of witnessing that, ah-hem, overly public occurrence." Lyall sharpened… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
I'm moved by us, our quirks and mistakes. I find inspiration in everything from a piece of art to the hem of… — Idara Victor Copy Share Image
Will’s eyes met Tessa’s as she came closer, almost tripping again over the torn hem of her gown. For a moment, they… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Love has a hem to her garment that reaches to the very dust. It sweeps the stains from the streets and lanes,… — Mother Teresa Copy Share Image
Truth ... Is a breath, a wind, A shadow, a phantom; Long have I pursued it, But never have I touched The… — Stephen Crane Copy Share Image
You can do a lot with Scotch tape. Almost anything! I love that you can hem a dress, and its an instant… — Jennifer Garner Copy Share Image
When the friendly jailer gave Socrates the poison cup to drink, the jailer said: "Try to bear lightly what needs must be."… — Dale Carnegie Copy Share Image
Why not collect and clean chicken wishbones in the run-up to Christmas, spray them silver and use each to pinch together a… — Pippa Middleton Copy Share Image
We need more true mystery in our lives Hem- he said. The completely unambitious writer and the really good unpublished poem are… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
So many times I've wanted to crack up, standing there stiff while seven women are crawling round my toes fixing hems and… — Helena Christensen Copy Share Image
Knowledge will appear in turn the merest ignorance to those who come after us. Yet it is not to be despised, since… — Agnes Mary Clerke Copy Share Image
I try not to wear anything I have to fidget with - there's nothing worse than wearing something and pulling down the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The sky was a cold iron-grey, like the underside of a shield. A sharp breeze lifted the hems of skirts and rattled… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And as for me, thogh that I can but lyte, On bakes for to rede I me delyte, And to hem yeve… — Geoffrey Chaucer Copy Share Image
She praised his book and he embraced her from gratitude rather than lust, but she didn't let go. Neither did he. She… — Anthony Marra Copy Share Image
Nothing is ever truly gone... Not for me, nor for any human being. We can only go forward, unless we are guests… — Alison Croggon Copy Share Image
You are doing God's work. You are doing it wonderfully well. He is blessing you, and He will bless you, --even--no, -especially--when… — Jeffrey R. Holland Copy Share Image
