Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life. — Santoka Taneda Copy Share Image
When I hear somebody sigh that Life is hard, I am always tempted to ask, Compared to what? — SangFroid Stalker Copy Share Image
To this urn let those repair That are either true or fair; For these dead birds sigh a prayer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have found a dream of beauty at which one might look all one's life and sigh. — Isabella Bird Copy Share Image
“The days slide by Should have done, should have done, we all sigh...” — Warren Zevon Copy Share Image
Shalvis makes me laugh, makes me cry, makes me sigh with pure pleasure. — Susan Andersen Copy Share Image
A little noiseless noise among the leaves, Born of the very sigh that silence heaves. — John Keats Copy Share Image
How happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to discover He sighs not in vain. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Opportunity never knocks. It hangs thick in the air all around you. You breathe it unthinking, and dissipate it with your sighs. — Roy H. Williams Copy Share Image
She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars She wore blue… — Bernie Wayne Copy Share Image
I read, and sigh, and wish I were a tree; For sure then I should grow To fruit or shade: at least… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So, then, Oxford Street, stonyhearted stepmother, thou that listenest to the sighs of orphans, and drinkest the tears of children, at length… — Thomas de Quincey Copy Share Image
Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And when you sigh from kiss to kiss I hear white Beauty sighing, too, For hours when all must fade like dew. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
You again,” she said, and she did not sound happy. “I know,” the warrior replied with a heartfelt sigh. “You’re so lucky… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
What about this?" I held up a battered copy of Beauty and the Beast. "It sounds romantic." Xavier wrinkled his nose. "Disney...… — Alexandra Adornetto Copy Share Image
Why do you give me cars?" "It's fun," Ranger said."And it keeps you safe. Do you want to know why keeping you… — Janet Evanovich Copy Share Image
Brooke?” I puff out a sigh. “For chrissake, Reid, who do you think it is? And haven’t you put me into your… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
The distance between the glorified spirits in heaven and the militant saints on earth seems great; but it is not so. We… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
O eternal truth and true love and beloved eternity! You are my God; to you I sigh by day and by night.… — Saint Augustine Copy Share Image
Other sound than the owl's voice there was none, save the falling of a fountain into its stone basin; for, it was… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
A poet is an unhappy creature whose heart is tortured by deepest suffering but whose lips are so formed that when his… — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
The indescribable innocence and beneficence of Nature-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter-such health, such cheer, they afford forever!… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I was perpetually grief-stricken when I finished a book, and would slide down from my sitting position on the bed, put my… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow? If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad, Threatening the welkin… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Rest forever, tired heart. The final illusion has perished. The one we believed eternal is gone. Just like that. Out the door… — Giacomo Leopardi Copy Share Image
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Blest be that spot, where cheerful guests retire To pause from toil, and trim their evening fire; Blest that abode, where want… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
I think one of the most important differences between us is that you are excellent at living in a way that is… — John Green Copy Share Image
When the starry sky, a vista of open seas, or a stained-glass window shedding purple beams fascinate me, there is a cluster… — Julia Kristeva Copy Share Image
