The great unrequited love tears open your heart to the beauty of the world, its small rivers and upland meadows. It also… — Garrison Keillor Copy Share Image
The charities of life are scattered everywhere, enameling the vales of human beings as the flowers paint the meadows. They are not… — George Bancroft Copy Share Image
Whether the flower looks better in the nosegay than in the meadow where it grew and we had to wet our feet… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Scholars may quote Plato in studies, but the hearts of millions shall quote the Bible at their daily toil, and draw strength… — Moncure D. Conway Copy Share Image
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The boy and girl going hand in hand through a meadow; the mother washing her baby; the sweet simple things in life.… — Edward Steichen Copy Share Image
Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
If a pig goes upon the threshing-floor, or a field, or a garden, and the owner of the meadow, or the field,… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
In a library, you can find small miracles and truth, and you might find something that will make you laugh so hard… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been;… — J. R. R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
Look at this vigorous plant that lifts its head from the meadow, See how its leaves are turned to the north, as… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There are no days in the whole round year more delicious than those which often come to us in the latter half… — Thomas Wentworth Higginson Copy Share Image
Looking at the poems of John Gray when I saw the tiniest rivulet of text meandering through the very largest meadow of… — Ada Leverson Copy Share Image
He who abhors and shuns the light of the Sun,He who refuses to behold with respect the living creation of God,He who… — Zoroaster Copy Share Image
Every kiss provokes another. Oh, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring to life! So closely, in their… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Be assured that every man's success is in proportion to his average ability. The meadow flowers spring and bloom where the watersannually… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The power, indeed, of every individual is small, and the consequence of his endeavours imperceptible, in a general prospect of the world.… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Yet, even for us, there is left some loveliness of environment, and the dullness of tutors and professors matters very little when… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
O how beautiful is morning! How the sunbeams strike the daisies And the kingcups fill the meadow Like a golden-shielded army Marching… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
As you walk through forests or the meadows of your mind, Stop and talk to those you fear Good friendships you may… — Stephen Cosgrove Copy Share Image
I saw a poet chase a butterfly in a meadow. He put his net on a bench where a boy sat reading… — Karl Kraus Copy Share Image
I am purely evil; Hear the thrum of my evil engine; Evilly I come. The stars are thick as flowers In the… — Ethel Mannin Copy Share Image
I think that the farmer displaces the Indian even because he redeems the meadow, and so makes himself stronger and in some… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
It’s the place of the story, beginning here, in the meadow of late summer flowers, thriving before the Atlantic storms drive wet… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
Sleeping. Turning in turn like planets rotating in their midnight meadow: a touch is enough to let us know we're not alone… — Adrienne Rich Copy Share Image
The first time I played golf was in Flushing Meadows, Queens, when I was about 16 or 17. They had an 18-hole… — Ray Romano Copy Share Image
The streams which would otherwise diverge to fertilize a thousand meadows, must be directed into one deep narrow channel before they can… — Anna Brownell Jameson Copy Share Image
“Just this once, in the very heart of the busiest of cities, everyone was perfectly content not to move and hardly to… — George Selden Copy Share Image
All Thy works with joy surround Thee, God of glory, Lord of Love; Stars and angels sing around Thee, Center of unbroken… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Let us not get so busy or live so fast that we can't listen to the music of the meadow or the… — Dale Carnegie Copy Share Image
The South-wind brings Life, sunshine and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire; But over the dead he has… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The heart's seasons seldom coincide with the calendar. Who among us has not been made desolate beyond all words upon some golden… — Myrtle Reed Copy Share Image
I see what I want of Love... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees… — Mahmoud Darwish Copy Share Image
I felt ravaged, and with both hands in a fantasy I reached out for her figure as we ran together through the… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Harshness vanished. A sudden softness has replaced the meadows' wintry grey. Little rivulets of water changed their singing accents. Tendernesses, hesitantly, reach… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Lord, it is time. The summer was very big. Lay thy shadow on the sundials, and on the meadows let the winds… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Who, of men, can tell That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell To melting pulp, that fish would have… — John Keats Copy Share Image
It was a silver cow. But when I say 'cow', don't go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
