Paul Scholes was the jewel in the crown, the first name on the teamsheet and unquestionably one of the finest England players… — Glenn Hoddle Copy Share Image
The air crackled with the presage of lightning, and a heavy mist descended around them. — Stephen R. Lawhead Copy Share Image
“The mountain veiled in mist is not a hill; an oak tree in the rain is not a weeping willow.” — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Y is for YGGDRASIL. The legendary Nordic ash tree with its three roots extending into the lands of mortals, giants, and Niflheim,… — Harlan Ellison Copy Share Image
There is an unseen sweetness in the stomach’s emptiness. We are lutes. When the sound box is filled, no music can come… — Rumi Copy Share Image
As in everything else, I find that age is not good for much, that one becomes deafer and less sensitive. Also, the… — Kathe Kollwitz Copy Share Image
The most wonderful thing in life is to be delirious and the most wonderful kind of delirium is being in love. In… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
It's a funny thing about bogs. You can fill them with rocks and sand and old logs and make a little fenced-in… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
A voice of greeting from the wind was sent; The mists enfolded me with soft white arms; The birds did sing to… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
We desperately need seers who can see through the mist- Christian leaders with prophetic vision. Unless they come soon it will be… — Aiden Wilson Tozer Copy Share Image
I returned to the courtyard and saw that the sun had grown weaker. Beautiful and clear as it had been, the morning… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
The autumn hill gathers the remaining light, A flying bird chases after its companion. The green color is bright And brings me… — Wang Wei Copy Share Image
Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
The purity men love is like the mists which envelope the earth, and not like the azure ether beyond. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
and i walked for hours the mist growing thick and whole the thought of disappaering like that, so simply, made me so… — Jay Asher Copy Share Image
In the far, far future, essentially all matter will have returned to energy. But because of the enormous expansion of space, this… — Brian Greene Copy Share Image
A landscape, torn by mists and clouds, in which I can see ruins of old churches, as well as of Greek temples… — Edvard Grieg Copy Share Image
A slave's soul has no worth, my brothers; it lacks strength to tread on this great earth with gallantry and freedom. I… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
On a late-winter evening in 1983, while driving through fog along the Maine coast, recollections of old campfires began to drift into… — Norman Mailer Copy Share Image
My curiosity, alas, is not the kind that can be satisfied by objective knowledge. Plato said that opinion is worthless and that… — Hayden Carruth Copy Share Image
Sawbeaked epitome of bodiless Idea, tossed by gusts of ether, dive Through abstract mists and raid the sea of fact Eat rich… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
God is here, right now, at our side. We can see him in this mist, in the ground we're walking on, even… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
The sticks break, the stones crumble, The eternal altars tilt and tumble, Sanctions and tales dislimn like mist About the amazed evangelist.… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, an angel lay dying in the mist. And a devil knelt over him and smiled. — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
