One would love nonetheless to know how to be a man, how to be a woman before God, in the mirror of… — Tariq Ramadan Copy Share Image
O never harm the dreaming world, the world of green, the world of leaves, but let its million palms unfold the adoration… — Kathleen Raine Copy Share Image
I've seen the odd tarot reader and had my palm read in various countries and explained to me in many strains of… — Simon Baker Copy Share Image
He has, He reminds us, "graven thee upon the palms of my hands" (1 Nephi 21:16). Considering the incomprehensible cost of the… — Jeffrey R. Holland Copy Share Image
The Lord is my peace. I shall not live in anxiety. He puts me under His wing of comfort and calms my… — Linda Dillow Copy Share Image
How vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays; And their uncessant labours see Crown'd from some single… — Andrew Marvell Copy Share Image
I never heard weeping like that before or after; not from a child, nor a man wounded in the palm, nor a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There comes a time in every man's life when he's consumed by the desire to spit on his palms, hoist the black… — H. L. Mencken Copy Share Image
I'd sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work - the boys with silver earrings and big… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
L.A.: where there's never weather, and walking is a crime. L.A.: where the streetlights and palm trees go on forever, where darkness… — Ian Shoales Copy Share Image
“You know what happens when you slide your cheek on the edge of a sharp razor blade? Yes! That's how it feels… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
Kellan’s hand found hers, took it into his strong grasp. “There,” he said, pressing a kiss to the center of her palm.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I would like magical palm tree that had a lot of shade with instead of coconuts there's just peanut butter jelly sandwiches… — Channing Tatum Copy Share Image
My Papa's Waltz: The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
Sir, I am not a brave man...The truth is, I am an utter craven coward. I have never been within the sound… — George S. Patton Copy Share Image
In your palms, I’ve placed my life, my secrets. I give you freedom to leave me at any time. I’m not easy… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Under her palm, his heart beat strong and sure. It was such a human sound, so honest, so real. — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
Boredom reigns on all levels. The rain is a welcome change. I have seen the pond swell and the creek surge. I… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
O sleep, we are beholden to thee, sleep; Thou bearest angels to us in the night, Saints out of heaven with palms.… — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
If he hadn't been my father I would have loved the spectacle he created-one performance following quickly upon another-like a versatile old… — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
My ties and ballasts leave me - I travel - I sail - My elbows rest in the sea-gaps. I skirt the… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I have no trouble with the twelve inches between my elbow and my palm. It's the seven inches between my ears that's… — Tug McGraw Copy Share Image
It is at night... that the mind is most clear, that we are most able to hold all our life in the… — Brian Aldiss Copy Share Image
It’s funny—when people call you “shy,” they usually smile. Like it’s cute, some funny little habit you’ll grow out of when you’re… — Claudia Gray Copy Share Image
