How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank Here we will sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A ruby-encrusted orb popped its top and helicopter blades unfolded. Leo was glad Buford the table wasn't here-he would've fallen in love. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A Styrofoam egg carton caught his eye. He opened it and found a single silver orb with little blinking red lights. "This… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
Are men truly such idiots that they cannot resist two orbs of flesh? — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He scarce had ceased when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore; his ponderous shield Ethereal temper, massy, large and round,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The elf’s eyes found him, and his lips trembled with the effort to form words. ‘Harry... Potter...’ And then with a little… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Before I found Minerva, I'd passed nights with more than my share of women." Thorne groaned. Don't. Just don't. "I've passed time… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
From Man or Angel the great Architect Did wisely to conceal, and not divulge, His secrets, to be scanned by them who… — John Milton Copy Share Image
This round of green, this orb of flame, Fantastic beauty; such as lurks In some wild poet, when he works Without a… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Tie your heart at night to mine, love, and both will defeat the darkness like twin drums beating in the forest against… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
It is said that the heart is in the microcosm just as the orb of the sun in the macrocosm. The mind… — Ramana Maharshi Copy Share Image
Laws of Nature are God's thoughts thinking themselves out in the orbs and the tides. — Charles Henry Parkhurst Copy Share Image
No language can fitly express the meanness, the baseness, the brutality, with which the world has ever treated its victims of one… — Edwin Percy Whipple Copy Share Image
Every man is an infinitely repelling orb, and holds his individual being on that condition. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
All of a sudden I found myself with the reputation of being a swinger and a home-wrecker. Beverly Hills wives were supposed… — Joan Collins Copy Share Image
It's like those eerie stories nurses tell, Of how some actor on a stage played Death, With pasteboard crown, sham orb and… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
