I played Iris Murdoch, who had not long died, and I felt the responsibility very heavy on my shoulders. — Judi Dench Copy Share Image
Who would deduce the dragonfly from the larva, the iris from the bud, the lawyer from the infant? ...We are all shape-shifters… — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
The grass he walked through was new and a sweet smell clung to his clothes. There was blue dye on his hands… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
...that swimming, sloping, elusive something about the dark-bluish tint of the iris which seemed still to retain the shadows it had absorbed… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
[While shooting close-ups] you study real eyes, you study how the light reflects in them, you study the back of the eye,… — Peter Jackson Copy Share Image
Ana Iris once asked me if I loved him and I told her about the lights in my old home in the… — Junot Diaz Copy Share Image
To consider what other people might say is hardly a good reason to take action or to defer it. You have your… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
Iris Murdoch did influence my early novels very much, and influence is never entirely good. — A. N. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Then we had the irises, rising beautiful and cool on their tall stalks, like blown glass, like pastel water momentarily frozen in… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
You have the older generation like Iris Murdoch and Angus Wilson who are not as old as Graham Greene, but still are… — William Golding Copy Share Image
Tod's eyes widened and his irises swirled in tight twists of blue. "Well, I don't see that I have much of a… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
He has an armload of irises and daisies and tulips and he presents them to me. I didn't know what kind of… — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
I have had more than half a century of such happiness. A great deal of worry and sorrow, too, but never a… — Mary McLeod Bethune Copy Share Image
She couldn't tell where his pupils ended and the irises began; looking into those eyes was like looking into a well where… — MaryJanice Davidson Copy Share Image
The white light of truth, in traversing the many sided transparent soul of the poet, is refracted into iris-hued poetry. — Herbert Spencer Copy Share Image
I Must warn you, Iris, that I'm not a believer. And though I'm sure that the revelations of other men must be… — Gore Vidal Copy Share Image
Frank stared at her. "But you throw Ding Dongs at monsters." Iris looked horrified. "Oh, they're not Ding Dongs." She rummaged under… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
Iris Krasnow has managed to demystify the workings of long-term marriages by confirming the mysterious uniqueness of each one. The secret, she… — Suzanne Braun Levine Copy Share Image
There are no green thumbs or black thumbs. There are only gardeners and non-gardeners. Gardeners are the ones who ruin after ruin… — Henry Mitchell Copy Share Image
If you do not apologize to Lady Honoria,” Marcus said, his voice so mild as to be terrifying, “I will kill you.”… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
Thanksgiving. It proved you had survived another year with its wars, inflation, unemployment, smog, presidents. It was a grand neurotic gathering of… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
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