Be as the sailor who keeps the polestar in his eye. By so doing we may not arrive at our port within… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The witchlight made his skin paler, his eyes more intently blue. They were the color of the water in the North Atlantic,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Rae burned me. She has matches or something. Look, look..." Tori pulled down the collar of her T-shirt. "Leave your cloths on,… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
He does not always remain bent over the pages; he often leans back and closes his eyes over a line he has… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
The bullshitter is neither on the side of the true or the side of the false. His eye is not on the… — Harry Frankfurt Copy Share Image
Jesus. Low-Key Lyesmith," said Shadow. and then he heard what he was saying and he understood. "Loki," he said. "Loki Lie-smith." "You're… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You know what I am." The words breathed out in an auguished whisper. "I'm part demon, Clary. Part demon. You understood that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
As to how you'll help me," he says. "Well, we have met the Answer, have we not?" He turns back to look… — Patrick Ness Copy Share Image
Zach,” I said as I lay there “Where did you go? When you were looking for me?” I shifted in his arms,… — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
This was Jace being brave. Simon thought, brave and snarky because he thought Lilith was going to kill him, and that was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Dante himself is open to the suspicion of partiality: it is said, not without apparent ground, that he puts into hell all… — Goldwin Smith Copy Share Image
When I look at Jesus' warm and intimate friendships, my heart fills with praise that Jesus was. . . a man. A… — Joni Eareckson Tada Copy Share Image
Since Martin Luther closed his eyes, no such son of our people has appeared again. It has been decided that we shall… — Bernhard Rust Copy Share Image
The first man . . . ventured to call food and nourishment the parts that had a little before bellowed and cried,… — Plutarch Copy Share Image
Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Like Andy Warhol and unlike God Almighty, Larry King does not presume to judge; all celebrities are equal in his eyes, saints… — James Wolcott Copy Share Image
Llonio said life was a net for luck; to Hevydd the Smith life was a forge; and to Dwyvach the Weaver-Woman a… — Lloyd Alexander Copy Share Image
I love you, Clary," he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Sometimes he thinks that if he could only trace the path of his life carefully enough, everything would become clear. The ways… — Dan Chaon Copy Share Image
Westley closed his eyes. There was pain coming and he had to be ready for it. He had to prepare his brain,… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
I wish I could hate you," he said. His voice was light, his mouth curved in an unconcerned half smile, his eyes… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Some dangers are so spectacular and so much beyond normal experience that the mind refuses to accept them as real, and watches… — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
I stroked Eric's hair, tucking some behind his ear. His eyes on mine were intent, and I knew he was waiting for… — Charlaine Harris Copy Share Image
Beggin' your pardon, miss, but I was told you be the one to help me cross on to the next world." "Who… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I admire a lot of people, but in terms of sport I've always loved the mentality of Tiger Woods on a golf… — Rafael Nadal Copy Share Image
