All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The gruel that children's little hands have stirredIs sweeter than nectar. — Thiruvalluvar Copy Share Image
“Perhaps I should kiss the face of the kitchen clock for luck. Perhaps its little hands with rapture would encircle my neck… — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
I see you young and soft oh little baby Little feet, little hands, little baby One year of crying and the words… — Dave Matthews Copy Share Image
But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes. — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
Little girls and boys, barefooted, walked up and down between the endless rows of spindles, reaching thin little hands into the machinery… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Many do with opportunities as children do at the seashore; they fill their little hands with sand, and then let the grains… — Thomas Jones Copy Share Image
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Little hands and little feet, Little toothless grins so sweet, Little eyes that shine so bright,Little arms to hug you tight -… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“That which we allow to exist, to flourish freely according to its own rhythms, is superior to anything our little hands create.” — William Powers Copy Share Image
Bernard Hopkins' style is the way...everything he does is for a reason - little head feints, little hand movements, little shoulder rolls… — Chris Algieri Copy Share Image
“Traffic crawls Cell phone calls Talk radio screams at me But through my tinted window I see a little girl Rust red… — Lady Antebellum Copy Share Image
“Callie rises up inside me, wearing my skin like a loose robe. She sticks her little hands into the baggy sleeves of… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Alex was raised in this house along with his sisters, Katherine and Cecile. Their world was this house, with its mahogany globes… — Chase Novak Copy Share Image
My love has placed her little hand With noble faith in mine, And vowed that wedlock's sacred band Our nature shall entwine.… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I'm always hearing warnings about keeping your belongings close to you [in Ho Chi Minh City] as thieves who ride motorbikes are… — Doug Rice Copy Share Image
“Wine came from grapes and grapes were fruit. If you were going to judge every wine connoisseur, you would also have to… — Eric Dimbleby Copy Share Image
“It wouldn't have been surprising if the girl suddenly stamped her foot and began: "Comrades! Allow me to summarize the achievements which… — Ilya Ilf Copy Share Image
“Observe her when she has some knitting, or some other woman's work in hand, and sits the image of peace, calmly intent… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
You know, you take a little infant and you turn on the music mobile on their crib and you find that if… — Sheena Iyengar Copy Share Image
“Callie rises up inside me, wearing my skin like a loose robe. She sticks her little hands into the baggy sleeves of… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Anna Arkadyevna read and understood, but it was distasteful to her to read, that is, to follow the reflection of other people’s… — Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Billy felt that he had spoken soaringly. He was baffled when he saw the Tralfamadorians close their little hands on their eyes.… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
“And home was as squalid psychically as physically. Psychically, it was a rabbit hole, a midden, hot with the frictions of tightly… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Learning to interpret the constant string of lies and excuses fed to you from kids terrified of failure but careening towards it… — Kendric Neal Copy Share Image
“Is that not the perfect visual image of life and death? A fish flapping on the carpet, and a fish not flapping… — David Carradine Copy Share Image
“Are you a relative of her late husband?” the woman asked. His eyes widened. “I beg your pardon?” “It must be so… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“But this month is all about CITY OF JASMINE which I hope you already have in your hot little hands. My favorite… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
“Directly Mr Pye stepped ashore he heard her voice. 'The name is Dredger,' it said. Mr Pye lifted his head again, his… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
“The Headmaster told Professor Flitwick that this was, indeed, a secret and delicate matter of which he had already been informed, and… — Eliezer Yudkowsky Copy Share Image
“By the way, a Bulgarian I met lately in Moscow," Ivan went on, seeming not to hear his brother's words, "told me… — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“THE FIRST TIME she left the house with her sleeping son in her arms, still unsteady on her legs, gripping the railing… — Jan-Philipp Sendker Copy Share Image
“Wilbury, my dear,” Caroline said, “would you mind taking the children and keeping them occupied for a bit?” "Twould be the high… — Teresa Medeiros Copy Share Image
“Home, home-a few small rooms, stiflingly over-inhabited by a man, by a periodically teeming woman, by a rabble of boys and girls… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Some people need the bright lights and the big city and the attention of the whole world, but not me¦ I long… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
O gouvernment francais, I think it was not very clever of You to put this terrible doll in La Ferte; for when… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
“He stepped to her again, laid his lips on her brow. "But I want children with you, my lovely Eve. One day."… — J.D. Robb Copy Share Image
“Have you ever watched a baby learning to walk? He totters, arms stretched out to balance himself. He wobbles - and falls,… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image