When I was a boy, the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land; they sent ten thousand… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
Submit to love without thinking, as the sun rose this morning recklessly extinguishing our star-candle minds. — Rumi Copy Share Image
The most desired gift of love is not diamonds or roses or chocolate. It's focused attention. — Rick Warren Copy Share Image
“Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Juanita Rose Violini's Almanac of the Infamous, the Incredible and the Ignored is delightfully odd, wonderfully weird, and anything but normal. Filled… — Jeff Belanger Copy Share Image
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skywards. Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
I would like to thank those who spoke boldly against the 'gay marriage float' in the 2014 Rose Parade. Apparently, that vigorous… — James Dobson Copy Share Image
Amber Rose is NOT Charlie's [Rose] cousin. I just want to make sure people know. — Andy Cohen Copy Share Image
Nothing - not prestige, power or pride - is worth sacrificing the things that you truly want, the things that you truly… — Brenda Jackson Copy Share Image
There are thorns everywhere, but along the path of vice, roses bloom above them. — Marquis de Sade Copy Share Image
I returned to the courtyard and saw that the sun had grown weaker. Beautiful and clear as it had been, the morning… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Today it feels as if rock'n'roll has sort of turned in on its self, kids are 'rockin' to the same groups their… — Andrew Loog Oldham Copy Share Image
I rose to the top real quick, and I was surrounded by Triple H, Ric Flair, Shawn Michaels, Undertaker, these guys who… — Randy Orton Copy Share Image
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed. — John Keats Copy Share Image
There can be no barrenness in full summer. The very sand will yield something. Rocks will have mosses, and every rift will… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Life may not always be a bed of roses. All of us are aware of this fact. There are numerous times in… — Abraham Lincoln Copy Share Image
The Son of God died; it is by all means to be believed because it is absurd. And he was buried and… — Tertullian Copy Share Image
The Gospel is the news that Jesus Christ, the Righteous One, died for our sins and rose again, eternally triumphant over all… — John Piper Copy Share Image
In front of us lay a smooth sandy beach, beyond which rose gradually a high wooded country, and behind us was the… — George Grey Copy Share Image
My life's long radiant Summer halts at last, And lo! beside my path way I behold Pursuing Autumn glide: nor frost nor… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
the most common type of pessimism is neither philosophical nor religious: it is the pessimism of thwarted desire. ... It is the… — Georgia Harkness Copy Share Image
Murtagh was right about women. Sassenach, I risked my life for ye, committing theft, arson, assault, and murder into the bargain. In… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image