Stieglitz conceived, though he never carried out, a series of photographs of the heads of stallions and mares, of bulls and cows,… — Lewis Mumford Copy Share Image
Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt. (They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.) — Horace Copy Share Image
The soldier takes pride in saluting his Captain, The devotee proffers a knee to his Lord, Some back a mare thrown from… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
What shall I say of the gallantry with which these Marines have fought! Of the slopes of Hill 142; of the Mares… — James Harbord Copy Share Image
Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind,… — Theophile Gautier Copy Share Image
With his back to us, Sean tugs the halter from the mare's head. She kicks out, but he steps out of the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
As with cows, mares, female camels, slave girls, buffalo cows, she goats, and ewes, it is not the begetter ,or his owner… — Guru Nanak Copy Share Image
As he left to answer the call, she heard him exclaiming in wonderment on the rise. "Rocks, Nash. Is that a river… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
So let us raise a cheer ... for the insatiable spirit of Man eager for all new things! What a tale could… — Cecil Arthur Lewis Copy Share Image
You thought I was that type: that you could forget me, and that I'd plead and weep and throw myself under the… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Christmas Eve Saint Francis and Saint Benedight Blesse this house from wicked wight; From the night-mare and the goblin, That is hight… — Thomas Cartwright Copy Share Image
His instincts should have warned him sooner than they had, but thanks to his agimortus, he'd been hobbled like a brood mare… — Larissa Ione Copy Share Image
Horseman. I know you were born back when women were thought of as little more than brood mares and slaves, but it's… — Larissa Ione Copy Share Image
And there is the girl. When I first see her and her dun mare from my vantage point on the cliff road,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Remarkably, [Sen. Dianne] Feinstein was reading her statement. So her mare's-nest of inapposite words and unclear thoughts cannot be excused as symptoms… — George Will Copy Share Image
The stallion and his mare, unbridled, with arrow-pattern, are worked on. the blue cloth before the door of religion and inspiration. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
Recently Mr. Mawdsley’s donkey escaped from his stall, raced down the road, and somehow found his way into an enclosed pasture. Mr.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I think given the choice between loving Mare - betrayal included - and never knowing her, I'd chose love. I risked, and… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
Ma'alesh; no matter; never mind; what can you do but accept things as they are? Ma'alesh, your pot overturned in the fire;… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
When death comes, we take off our clothes and gather everything we left behind: what is dark, broken, touched with shame. When… — Linda Gregg Copy Share Image
The piebald mare paws at the sand; I see her digging out of the corner of my eye and hear her grinding… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image