The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laugh'd And all the hills echoed — William Blake Copy Share Image
“moonlight disappears down the hills mountains vanish into fog and i vanish into poetry.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Growing up in Beverly Hills, everyone was Jewish, and I always secretly wanted to be. — Kyle Richards Copy Share Image
“Hills are where gods reside. Hills are where the doors to divinity open.” — Abhaidev Copy Share Image
Every big adventure should feel like your last. Every attempt should feel like a final charge up the hill. Tomorrow doesn't exist. — Gerard Way Copy Share Image
Coming, as I do, from mountain folk on one side and sea followers on the other, there are few old songs of… — Robert E. Howard Copy Share Image
Hill and valley, seas and constellations, are but stereotypes of divine ideas appealing to and answered by the living soul of man. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Oh, why can't we break away from all this, just you and I, and lodge with my fleas in the hills? I… — Groucho Marx Copy Share Image
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
He who walks may see and understand. You can study all America from one hilltop, if your eyes are open and your… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
It doesn't bother me to be called a 'hillbilly' because I lived in the hills. I grew up in the hills and… — Paula Jean Swearengin Copy Share Image
Prize the natural spaces and shorelines most of all, because once they're gone, with rare exceptions they're gone forever. In our bones… — Richard Louv Copy Share Image
But give thanks, at least, that you still have Frost's poems; and when you feel the need of solitude, retreat to the… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
Now the noisy winds are still; April's coming up the hill! All the spring is in her train, Led by shining ranks… — Mary Mapes Dodge Copy Share Image
In proportion as the ardor of divine love brings you nearer to God, so will a larger concourse of saintly brethren flock… — John Cassian Copy Share Image
O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Thou hastenest down between the hills to meet me at the road, The secret scarcely lisping of thy beautiful abode Among the… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
O'er hill and field October's glories fade; O'er hill and field the blackbirds southward fly; The brown leaves rustle down the forest… — George Arnold Copy Share Image
Nevada involved cattle, right? First of all, I thought the Lord owned the cattle on the thousand hills. What about the fact… — Matt Shea Copy Share Image
The goblins of the city may hold committees to divide a single potato, but the strong and the cruel still sit on… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
WEATHERS This is the weather the cuckoo likes, And so do I; When showers betumble the chestnut spikes, And nestlings fly; And… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
X. I saw pale kings and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Get out well, but not too quickly, move through the field, be comfortable. Strategy-wise, go with your strengths. If you don't have… — John Treacy Copy Share Image
Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I arrived at my hut in Beverly Hills just in time to keep real estate men from plotting off and selling my… — Will Rogers Copy Share Image
“He'd always had a quickening of the heart when he crossed into Arizona and beheld the cactus country. This was as the… — Dorothy B. Hughes Copy Share Image
Everything was red, the air, the sun, whatever I looked at. Except for him. I fell in love with someone who was… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
Tonight the American flag floats from yonder hill or Molly Stark sleeps a widow, — John Stark Copy Share Image
“I have nothing new to teach the world.Truth and non-violence are as old as the hills.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You can't help someone get up a hill without getting closer to the top yourself. — Norman Schwarzkopf Copy Share Image
Los Angeles is a large city-like area surrounding the Beverly Hills Hotel. — Fran Lebowitz Copy Share Image
