“Axsem would say nothing more to any of them. No sooner had Fallon released him than he fled deep into the trees,… — S.R. Ford Copy Share Image
“Lil Bit threw back her hat. She let her scalp throb and pushed out. Every dark strand from her head tasted the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
How sweet the morning air is! ...How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Sometimes when she is able to spend the night with him they are wakened by the three minarets of the city beginning… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Suddenly a single shot on the extreme left rang out on the clear morning air, followed quickly by several others, and the… — John Gibbon Copy Share Image
“Let me have a draught of undiluted morning air. Morning air! If men will not drink of this at the fountainhead of… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Weird, isn't it Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air,… — Andrew Schneider Copy Share Image
“Placing my key on the reception desk, I imagine him a few kilometres away, stepping over his parents in the dark on… — Jennifer Klinec Copy Share Image
“You’ve probably all seen this place before. It’s a large field filled with really old pecan trees. They are planted in rows… — Leah Rae Miller Copy Share Image
“The two of them froze and stared at each [sic] from across the silent, woolly garden. And Ian, as he always did… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
If I were a maker of perfumes, I would make one and call it 'Spring,' and it would smell like this cool,… — Ann Petry Copy Share Image
The morning air of the pasture turned steadily cooler. Day by day, the bright golden leaves of the birches turned more spotted… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“When she reached the house the sun had turned the morning air into a shimmering mirage of heat and dust devils. Hannah… — Barbara Keating Copy Share Image
“It is said that man is the only beast that laughs and weeps; for he is the only animal that is struck… — Cindy Brandner Copy Share Image
“the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The citys beautiful. In the early morning air. Love the smell of sunrise and everything becomes so clear. — London Elektricity Copy Share Image
The morning air was like a new dress. That made her feel the apron tied around her waist. She untied it and… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
“To this boy of New England the May morning was like faint music in the woods again, some unspeakably exciting foregathering of… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I grew up speaking English and Punjabi. Just living and working in Punjab and smelling the early morning air and sitting down… — Kabir Bedi Copy Share Image
