She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
The snowy owl has eyes that look just like mine, especially when it widens them. And while I stand there, staring at… — Bret Easton Ellis Copy Share Image
But the owls themselves are not hard to find, silent and on the wing, with their ear tufts flat against their heads… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Right before the game, she strolled up to me. "Hey, Seaweed Brain." "Will you stop calling me that?" She knows I hate… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“The last footfall dies into silence. The stillness tingles with the aftermath of noise. All around stand the new cornstacks, unfamiliar shadows,… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
He would have told her - he would have said, it matters not if you are here or there, for I see… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
It may well happen that what is in itself the more certain on account of the weakness of our intelligence, which is… — Thomas Aquinas Copy Share Image
I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress, with an instinctive, deep, and unshakeable… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
Whether I'm traveling or at home in Seattle, my days rarely play out as it looks on my Outlook calendar - there's… — Jane Park Copy Share Image
Some kinds of animals burrow in the ground; others do not. Some animals are nocturnal, as the owl and the bat; others… — Aristotle Copy Share Image
Within each of us there is an Owl, a Rabbit, and Eeyore, and a Pooh. For too long, we have chosen the… — Benjamin Hoff Copy Share Image
Night is done, gone the moon, gone the stars From the skies. Fades the black of night Comes the morn with rosy… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Concord is just as idiotic as ever in relation to the spirits and their knockings. Most people here believe in a spiritual… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
We learned to be patient observers like the owl. We learned cleverness from the crow, and courage from the jay, who will… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
Christopher Robin was home by this time, because it was the afternoon, and he was so glad to see them that they… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
We have a very old conservation movement, particularly in the United States, which has focused on campaigns to protect endangered species: the… — Vandana Shiva Copy Share Image
There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast. Some men, like bats or owls, have… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The eastern light our spires touch at morning, The light that slants upon our western doors at evening, The twilight over stagnant… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
“Favorite Quotations. I speak my mind because it hurts to bite my tongue. The worth of a book is measured by what… — Pat Frayne Copy Share Image
Then what shall I write? I can't just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. I'll… — David Almond Copy Share Image
May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill. May the wind bring rain for the slickrock potholes… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
If you want to be friends with both a rooster and an owl, you will have neither good night nor good morning. — Vikrant Parsai Copy Share Image
The truth is, we [women] live like bats, or owls, labor like beasts, and die like worms. — Margaret Cavendish Copy Share Image
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I felt like 'Owl Pharoah,' not everyone understood who I was as an artist. — Travis Scott Copy Share Image
One time, I had to do Edgar in 'King Lear' and Owl in 'Winnie the Pooh' on the same day. — Jonathan Pryce Copy Share Image
I'm a night owl; I could work until 6 in the morning without even thinking about it. — Julie Plec Copy Share Image
The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots and wonders At out quaint spirits. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The large white owl that with eye is blind, That hath sate for years in the old tree hollow, Is carried away… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The screech-owl, with ill-boding cry, Portends strange things, old women say; Stops every fool that passes by, And frights the school-boy from… — Mary Wortley Montagu Copy Share Image