The beauty of a lake reflects the beauty around it. When the mind is still, the beauty of the Self is seen… — B.K.S. Iyengar Copy Share Image
Ah, Jenks? It’s not a lake, it’s a friggin’ freshwater ocean. Did you see the size of the tanker going under the… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“Even a pebble cast in the middle of a lake creates ripples that eventually reaches the shore.” — Jeffrey G. Duarte Copy Share Image
Long drawn, the cool, green shadows Steal o'er the lake's warm breast, And the ancient silence follows The burning sun to rest.… — William Braithwaite Copy Share Image
I ran off stage at my first gig. Halfway through it, I forgot my lines and didn't know what to do, so… — Julian Barratt Copy Share Image
“He plunged beneath the surface and knew that these were Elyon's waters, and his lake had no bottom.” — Ted Dekker Copy Share Image
We've all got troubles. We all make mistakes. But let's not take a little river turn it into lake. — Jennifer Love Hewitt Copy Share Image
“As the calm lake stems from the deep spring that no eye saw, so too a person's love has a still deeper… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“These country chicks, I’m not even kidding you, they’re fucking hard-core. They’ll kill your ass and make it look like an accident.… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
In the middle of Siberia I guess there's a lake that big [ like the Great Lakes], but there are practically no… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
“Don't let criticism be the dam that turns your raging river of enthusiasm into a complacent lake of indifference~” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Bitch from the lake?" asked Spike. "I'll tell you later. Just assume she's a mean-ass motherfucker if you see her coming and… — Elle Casey Copy Share Image
I don't need the water to be inspired. My stories inspire me, not the location of where I'm parked. And good thing,… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
Fans love Sosa for his exuberance, for the kisses he blows to his mother, wife and four children. He is Slammin' Sammy,… — Bill Dedman Copy Share Image
“Her shoes squished with the movement and, as she peered uncomprehendingly down at them, a tadpole emerged from the leg of her… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
As the Olympic torch neared Lake Placid, N.Y., in 1980, signaling the opening of that year's Winter Olympics, newspapers and magazines throughout… — Don Yaeger Copy Share Image
“The autumn leaves remind me of my own faded memories. The leaves hold their own precious stories, which drift about in the… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
“It was a day in March, and the sky was a faint green with the first hint of spring. In Central Park,… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
“the boards of oaken floors polished to such a degree the furniture was reflected in them like architecture placed at the edge… — Jane Urquhart Copy Share Image
“In this primordial quiet, every sound is an awakening that soothes and invites one to savour the hidden magic of a new… — David Passarelli Copy Share Image
Talk not of the river or lake To those who have looked on the sea. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
'Swan Lake' was my favourite piece of music when I was younger, and I never had a chance to skate to it. — Kaetlyn Osmond Copy Share Image
I like to think each writer is doing his or her part. Feeding the lake, as Jean Rhys said. And maybe there… — Rachel Kushner Copy Share Image
