“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When the ground was partially bare of snow, and a few warm days had dried its surface somewhat, it was pleasant to… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
To speculate without facts is to attempt to enter a house of which one has not the key, by wandering aimlessly round… — Julian Huxley Copy Share Image
He hadn’t been peeping intentionally; he’d been trying to sneak into my room. So that was slightly less creepy, I supposed. — Amanda Hocking Copy Share Image
Let me say something about that word: miracle. For too long it's been used to characterize things or events that, though pleasant,… — Leif Enger Copy Share Image
“You'll make bundle of blunders if you consider yourself too clever to look at anothers work.” — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
Fenway Park, in Boston, is a lyric little bandbox of a ballpark. Everything is painted green and seems in curiously sharp focus,… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Peeping through my keyhold I see within the range of only about 30 percent of the light that comes from the sun;… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Anne "felt instinctively" that romance was peeping at her around a corner. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Centre placed? Or ever marked the… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Fog everywhere. Fog up the river where it flows among green airs and meadows; fog down the river, where it rolls defiled… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
O Spirit of the Summertime! Bring back the roses to the dells; The swallow from her distant clime, The honey-bee from drowsy… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
The Feminist Me says that a woman's right to her own body should be inviolate at all times, free from fear of… — Julie Burchill Copy Share Image
What's the difference between a pickpocket and a peeping tom? A pickpocket snatches watches. — Redd Foxx Copy Share Image
Weve become a race of Peeping Toms. What people oughta do is get outside their own house and look in for a… — John Michael Hayes Copy Share Image
Antagoras the poet was boiling a conger, and Antigonus, coming behind him as he was stirring his skillet, said, "Do you think,… — Plutarch Copy Share Image
