(His) sadness grew; it became a rock inside him, pulling him down. He carried the sadness everywhere, morning, noon, and night. It… — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
And hate the bright stillness of the noon without wind, without motion. the only other living thing a hawk, hungry for prey,… — Dana Gioia Copy Share Image
I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
You cannot, in human experience, rush into the light. You have to go through the twilight into the broadening day before the… — Woodrow Wilson Copy Share Image
Beneath our feet a fairy pathway flows, The grass still glitters in the summer breeze, The dusky wood, and distant copse appear,… — Robert Montgomery Copy Share Image
I am very organic; I eat a lot of seeds. At home in the morning, I eat muesli with a banana. At… — Clotilde Hesme Copy Share Image
You know that when Irving puts the dog in the car, it is no longer in the yard. When Edna goes to… — Steven Pinker Copy Share Image
If a walker is indeed an individualist there is nowhere he can't go at dawn and not many places he can't go… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
It is only the intellect that can be thoroughly and hideously wicked. It can forget everything in the attainment of its ends.… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
If I am duly compared to Marlon Brando at all, well, I can only think of The Teahouse of the 'Shanghai Noon,'… — Tom Hardy Copy Share Image
I was born in the late '70s and grew up in the deep South, and I was very much still of an… — Nate Powell Copy Share Image
I have just learned a delicious French usage. On wedding invitations when they say the mass is at noon they mean one… — Alice B. Toklas Copy Share Image
The phenomena of the year take place every day in a pond on a small scale. Every morning, generally speaking, the shallow… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
She suspected him of infidelity, with and without reason, morning, noon and night. — Ada Leverson Copy Share Image
When I first heard from the lips of Lucretia Mott that I had the same right to think for myself that Luther,… — Elizabeth Cady Stanton Copy Share Image
Summer has filled her veins with light and her heart is washed with noon. — C. Day Lewis Copy Share Image
Miles and I had been looking to do a martial arts show for some time. Our first two movies that we wrote… — Alfred Gough Copy Share Image
For hours she had lain in a kind of gentle torpor, not unlike that sweet lassitude which masters one in the hush… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Youth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
In the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but… — John Donne Copy Share Image
When the Sun sets, shadows, that shew'd at Noon But small, appear most long and terrible; So, when we think Fate hovers… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Avoid men who call you Baby, and women who have no friends, and dogs that scratch at their bellies and refuse to… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
There were times when I could not afford to sacrifice the bloom of the present moment to any work, whether of head… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
