My Cup was overflowed with our love now it's empty because a ogre drank it all off. — Dujon Copy Share Image
“That bitter hour cannot be described: in truth, "the waters came into my soul; I sank in deep mire: I felt no… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Now that part of his head which nature designed for the reservoir of drink being very shallow, a small quantity of liquor… — Henry Fielding Copy Share Image
“How could she be feeling the very same streams that rushed around within him? She thought, as they overflowed and lapped inside… — David Grossman Copy Share Image
“I can hardly open my mouth to speak without feeling as though the sea burst its dams and overflowed. How then shall… — Daniel Chanan Matt Copy Share Image
“After all, your head only had so much room in it. No surprise if it overflowed once in a while with little… — Jean Thompson Copy Share Image
The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The outsider may indeed wonder at this seeming much ado about nothing. What a tempest in a tea-cup! he will say. But… — Okakura Kakuzo Copy Share Image
“But when we consider how small after all the cup of human enjoyment is, how soon overflowed with tears, how easily drained… — Kakuzō Okakura Copy Share Image
“It was as if a surplus of something so overflowed her being that it expressed itself beyond her will, now in the… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
