“My uncle Alex Vonnegut, a Harvard-educated life insurance salesman who lived at 5033 North Pennsylvania Street, taught me something very important. He… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
Everybody's playing the game but nobody's rules are the same... Never make a promise or plan. Take a little love where you… — Tim Rice Copy Share Image
Maybe we adults idealize our own red-rover days, the hot afternoons spent playing games that required no coaches, eating foods that involved… — Nancy Gibbs Copy Share Image
“You can never stay angry too long in the bush though. At least, that's what I think. It's not that it's soothing… — John Marsden Copy Share Image
“I remember standing against the bar in Budapest’s airport with a couple of workmates, some chaps from McLaren too, waiting for our… — Steve Matchett Copy Share Image
“I want to write a book again,” I said to Sam on a blazingly hot afternoon on the veranda of the Red… — Jacques Pauw Copy Share Image
How could I have known that murder can sometimes smell like honeysuckle? — Fred MacMurray Copy Share Image
“The ANZACs, clinging lost and leaderless to the hillsides, began, as the hot afternoon gave way to grey drizzle, to experience their… — John Keegan Copy Share Image
“Everywhere the grain stood ripe and the hot afternoon was full of the smell of the ripe wheat, like the smell of… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“When K & I returned to the gingerbread house after taking Nana home, I was beyond exhausted. But I couldn't sleep, not… — Felicia Luna Lemus Copy Share Image
The revelation that we have everything we need in life to make us happy but simply lack the conscious awareness to appreciate… — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
“My overflowing leisure handed me the world and at the same time prevented me from seeing it. Just as the sun, filtering… — Simone de Beauvoir Copy Share Image
No sceptical philosopher can ask any questions that may not equally be asked by a tired child on a hot afternoon. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“One of the special delights of my childhood was to go and see the cases of illuminated manuscripts in the British Museum,… — Alan Watts Copy Share Image
It was a hot afternoon and I can still remember the smell of honeysuckle all along the street. How can I have… — Billy Wilder Copy Share Image
“The heat of the day had long since retreated into the desert, and the city, which had drowsed through the hot afternoon,… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“One hot afternoon during the era in which you’ve gotten yourself ridiculously tangled up with heroin, you will be riding the bus… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
I'm jackin' off reading Playboy on a hot afternoon, I'm a three time loser. — Rod Stewart Copy Share Image
“When you are sad, celebrate, and you are giving a new composition to sadness. You are bringing something to sadness which will… — Osho Copy Share Image
“Sitting here, beneath this majestic oak tree under the hot afternoon sun in the middle of nowhere, the concept of time, present,… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“I felt the kind of peace you feel when you come in from a hot afternoon and pour cold water over your… — Sachin Kundalkar Copy Share Image
