Writing in a diary is a really strange experience for someone like me. Not only because I’ve never written anything before, but… — Anne Frank Copy Share Image
I'm steeped in aesthetic theory, so I tend to bring in my own amateurish way of baring a little bit - when,… — John Maus Copy Share Image
I have never been particularly impressed by the self centered musings of my fellow writers. — Gore Vidal Copy Share Image
“The day my mother gave us the keys, she also made me and Greta sign a form so that the bank knew… — Carol Rifka Brunt Copy Share Image
The temptation to use mathematics is irresistible for economists. It appears to convey the appropriate air of scientific authority and precision to… — Paul Ormerod Copy Share Image
And when night, guiding her bright train of stars, Throws o'er the sleeping world her gloomy veil, Lonely amidst the desert and… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
The sun shall shine in ages yet to be, The musing moon illumine pastures dim, And afterwards a new nativity For all… — Nathalia Crane Copy Share Image
“...Life does not follow the continuous flow of logical argument and that one often has to risk moving beyond the limits of… — Thomas R. Flynn Copy Share Image
Sound-- That stealeth ever on the ear of him Who, musing, gazeth on the distance dim, And sees the darkness coming as… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life, Musing in solitude, I oft perceive Fair trains of images before me rise, Accompanied… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The mountains look on Marathon And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might… — Robert Byron Copy Share Image
To rove about, musing, that is to say loitering, is, for a philosopher, a good way of spending time. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“A shape across space beckoned her. Her spirits sank. She thought of the other world; the temporariness of this existence. Oh! The… — Mehreen Ahmed Copy Share Image
I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them, And the white skeletons of young men-I saw them; I saw the debris and debris of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“I liked Terry more than anyone I'd met for a long time, and we talked everyday. But he did believe the working… — Hanif Kureishi Copy Share Image
It was Rome, on the fifteenth of October, 1764, as I sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol, while the barefooted… — Edward Gibbon Copy Share Image
It has been a long time since I believed in Reality. I prefer the loveliness and the terror of my subjective experiences… — Sheldon B. Kopp Copy Share Image
I live here among the ignorant like a lost man in fact like one whom the rest seems careless of having anything… — John Clare Copy Share Image
This love of ours, in so far as it is a love for one particular creature, is not perhaps a very real… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
“I,' she began in her thoughts, as we all do when thinking of ourselves. But this I was her, something, someone whose… — Dezső Kosztolányi Copy Share Image
[Regarding] the soul, I'm a little wary of any discourse on that topic that pretends to have an answer, so I tend… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
The thorn tree just began to bud And greening stained the sheltering hedge, An many a violet beside the wood Peeped blue… — John Clare Copy Share Image