The long, long road over the moors and up into the forest - who trod it into being first of all? Man,… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
On the Iberian Peninsula in the Spanish-Portuguese area, southern France that high state of a culture existed there because of Africans known… — Malcolm X Copy Share Image
She wished she could talk as he did. His speech was so quick and easy. It sounded as if he liked her… — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
To that Providence, my sons, I hereby commend you, and I counsel you by way of caution to forbear from crossing the… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Out on the moors, The lonely moors, I roll around in sheep poo. Heathcliff, it's youuuuu, I hate you, I love you… — Louise Rennison Copy Share Image
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet know I how the heather looks, And what a wave must… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Bright was the summer's noon when quickening steps Followed each other till a dreary moor Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The… — Alfred Noyes Copy Share Image
Now that I think about it, maybe he is a werewolf. I can picture him lunging over the moors in hot pursuit… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
Sitting in the flickering light of the candles on this kerchief of sand, on this village square, we waited in the night.… — Antoine de Saint-Exupery Copy Share Image
The steady character of our countrymen is a rock to which we may safely moor; and notwithstanding the efforts of the papers… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
Listen to th' wind wutherin' round the house," she said. "You could bare stand up on the moor if you was out… — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
...it was a huge creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. I have cross-examined these men, one of them a hard-headed countryman, one a… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“I know more about Emily Bronte than anyone I know. I know enough about her family to have been a part. I’ve… — Chila Woychik Copy Share Image
There are houses in certain provincial towns whose aspect inspires melancholy, akin to that called forth by sombre cloisters, dreary moorlands, or… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“The true Moors (Blacks) were later called blackamoors to distinguish them from the lightcomplexioned inhabitants of North Africa. The ancestors of the… — Aylmer Von Fleischer Copy Share Image
Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring, With sudden passion languishing, Teaching barren moors to smile, Painting pictures mile on mile, Holds… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
They will come, not to paint the bay and the sea and the boots and the moors, but the warmth of the… — Rosamunde Pilcher Copy Share Image
“ALREADY KNOW the camp on the moors. It was here that Himmelstoss gave Tjaden his education. But now I know hardly anyone… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Let us away, my love, with happy speed; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see, - Drown'd all in… — John Keats Copy Share Image
What is that song they are singing Is it an old Yorkshire ditty you know like that 'On Ilkley Moor Bar T'at'… — Louise Rennison Copy Share Image
I had known loneliness before, and emptiness upon the moor, but I had never been a NOTHING, a nothing floating on a… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
We love and lose in China, we weep on England's moors, and laugh and moan in Guinea, and thrive on Spanish shores.… — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
“The Moors exist in eternal twilight, in the pause between the lightning strike and the resurrection. They are a place of endless… — Seanan McGuire Copy Share Image
Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
There came to port last Sunday night The queerest little craft, Without an inch of rigging on; I looked and looked--and laughed.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The realm of death seems an enemy's country to most men, on whose shores they are loathly driven by stress of weather;… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education. My life and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
If a man in order to shoot a hare, were to discharge thousands of guns on a great moor in all possible… — J. W. N. Sullivan Copy Share Image
