They looked as if nothing had ever touched them--all well-mothered, protected, with a soft sheen of contentment. None of them had ever… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Everything the human being heard from the beginning, saw with its eyes, looked upon and touched with its hands was a living… — Johann Georg Hamann Copy Share Image
“You're beautiful, Delaney, and you could have anyone you want. Why me?" She knew she wasn't beautiful, not like her mother. But… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“That way I wouldn't have to see the guys in their walking shorts. They looked as if nothing had ever touched them-… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I’d stumbled upon the inner sanctuary of a woman who loved the world. Loved the faces of people she saw. Loved the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
