“When you think about it, Johnny Appleseed was a fucking ecological terrorist.” — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Somewhere over the rainbow Way up high, There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A bitter reality of truth can be wisely told in a sweet tale of lullaby.” — Toba Beta Copy Share Image
Hypotheses are lullabies for teachers to sing their students to sleep. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
“This is my one last call and lullaby for this eternity. All of my medicine.” — Nicholaus Patnaude Copy Share Image
I feel like music does have a role to play in waking people up; it can be an alarm clock or it… — Debby Ryan Copy Share Image
I always tell people, it took me 10 minutes and 35 years in the business. I get tired of playing it ["Lullaby… — George Shearing Copy Share Image
Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“I'd always thought death would be some sort of peaceful homecoming - a sweet, sad lullaby to usher me into whatever waited… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
Every sleepy boy and girl in every bed around the world- Can hear the stars up in the sky whispering a lullaby — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
“His lullaby was an instant success not because it was incomparably original, but because it offered a familiar melody in an original… — Derek Thompson Copy Share Image
I can't go to sleep unless I've watched at least two episodes of American Dad on Hulu or iTunes. It just feels… — Gabourey Sidibe Copy Share Image
I sang 'O Holy Night' with the Vatican orchestra, but also a Blake - a lullaby that William Blake wrote for the… — Patti Smith Copy Share Image
Go to sleep, baby,Mama will sing. Of blue butterflies, and dragonfly wings. Moonlight and sunbeams, raiments so fine. Silver and gold, for… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“till, silently without one peep, the angels come, their watch to keep. They'll hold you safe while dreaming deep. The pillow cool… — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode Copy Share Image
“ The Blue Jay's Lullaby— Spiders and sowbugs and beetles and crickets, Slugs from the roses and ticks from the thickets, Grasshoppers,… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Mothers are the place that we call home. On them we rest our heads and close our eyes. There's no one else… — Nick Gordon Copy Share Image
In the largest sense, every work of art is protest... A lullaby is a propaganda song and any three-year-old knows it... A… — Pete Seeger Copy Share Image
Owls hoot in B flat, cuckoos in D, but the water ousel sings in the voice of the stream. She builds her… — Karen Joy Fowler Copy Share Image
While some mothers sing lullabies to their children, my mother read me poetry. And to this day, I associate my strongest and… — Masiela Lusha Copy Share Image
A successful song comes to sing itself inside the listener. It is cellular and seismic, a wave coalescing in the mind and… — Kevin Brockmeier Copy Share Image
It was an honor to work with Samantha Morton on this Casablanca-esque, silent-film-esque, Americana photobooth Woolworth's hay day period piece of surrealism/… — Alison Mosshart Copy Share Image
When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies?… — Neal A. Maxwell Copy Share Image
That's what this has been all about for you, correct? Make it clear. That you and me--it was nothing more that you'll… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Our whole intention was to make a record of songs that we grew up with and change them up a little bit,… — Bart Millard Copy Share Image
“Sleep now a little while Till within our dreams we wake Unfolding our Forever If only for Never’s sake And take me… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Now the day is done, Now the shepherd sun Drives his white flocks from the sky; Now the flowers rest On their… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Motherly love is not much use if it expresses itself only as a warm gush of emotion, delicately tinged with pink. It… — Rachel Billington Copy Share Image
“...the wind hums low with sweet exultation, sings its lullaby, while you sleep ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
Mr. President ! We are not babies , would you stop this lullaby?. — Mohammad MUSTAFA Copy Share Image