At length corruption, like a general flood (So long by watchful ministers withstood), Shall deluge all; and avarice, creeping on, Spread like… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
A flash of harmless lightning, A mist of rainbow dyes, The burnished sunbeams brightening From flower to flower he flies. — John B. Tabb Copy Share Image
As this world becomes increasingly ugly, callous and materialistic it needs to be reminded that the old fairy stories are rooted in… — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
Time is the guy at the amusement park who paints shirts with an airbrush. He sprays out the color in a fine… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
I've come to believe that God, in His wisdom, allows martyrdom in every generation in part because, without them, the reality of… — Mark Galli Copy Share Image
It doth not hurt", whispered a faint voice, "She will take you life and all you are and all you care'st for,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
That mist was thick. It was hard to see at times. The wind was wild. It'd come at me one way and… — Nik Wallenda Copy Share Image
How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it… — Mikhail Bulgakov Copy Share Image
“Memories of the past are strewn like shards of glass, sometimes, lost in the mist, a distant blur, yet alive. You walk… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
If it wasn’t for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a green light… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
In my state of spiritual abstraction, I no longer belong to myself and to my eyesight. I am nothing more than a… — Reinhold Messner Copy Share Image
Much indeed to be regretted, party disputes are now carried to such a length, and truth is so enveloped in mist and… — George Washington Copy Share Image
All Christian language about the future is a set of signposts pointing into a mist. — N. T. Wright Copy Share Image
And so, perhaps, the truth winds somewhere between the road to Glastonbury, Isle of the Priests, and the road to Avalon, lost… — Marion Zimmer Bradley Copy Share Image
How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures; nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the… — Robert Southey Copy Share Image
When a scene is shrouded in mist, it seems greater, nobler, and heightens the viewers' imaginative powers, increasing expectation - like a… — Caspar David Friedrich Copy Share Image
The darkness is not so dense as it was; there are faint streaks on the horizon's verge; mist is in the valleys,… — William Morley Punshon Copy Share Image
Freedom! That was the thought that sung in her heart so that even though the future was so dim, it was iridescent… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
Newton found that a star, examined through a glass tarnished by smoke, was diminished into a speck of light. But no smoke… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
The Osage have this lovely phrase: 'Travelers in the Mist.' It was the term for part of an Osage clan that would… — David Grann Copy Share Image
When the last deer disappears into the morning mist, When the last elk vanishes from the hills, When the last buffalo falls… — Chief Joseph Copy Share Image
In a mist the heights can for the most part see each other; but the valleys cannot. — Augustus William Hare Copy Share Image
