Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs; — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when… — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece, and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case. With his… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
When panting sighs the bosom fill, And hands by chance united thrill At once with one delicious pain The pulses and the… — Arthur Hugh Clough Copy Share Image
For the virtuoso, musical works are in fact nothing but tragic and moving materializations of his emotions; he is called upon to… — Franz Liszt Copy Share Image
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,- One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How often do we sigh for opportunities for doing good, whilst we neglect the openings of Providence in little things, which would… — George Crabbe Copy Share Image
Caleb runs up to me and folds me carefully in his arms. I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought I had… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Romance takes place in the middle distance. Romance is looking in at yourself through a window clouded with dew. Romance means leaving… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Love delights in paradoxes. Saddest when it has most reason to be gay, sighs are the signs of its deepest joy, and… — Christian Nestell Bovee Copy Share Image
They leave things behind sometimes, the guests. A bottle of scent. A crumpled handkerchief. A pearl button that fell off a dress… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
May a merciful God preserve me from a Christian Church in which everyone is a saint! I want to be and remain… — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; Tis hard to part when friends are dear,- Perhaps 'twill cost… — Anna Letitia Barbauld Copy Share Image
Ed Koch will never 'rest in peace.' That was not his way. He was always nervously squirming, while making others squirm as… — Alan Dershowitz Copy Share Image
what's your name?" what?" i asked, squinting at the light. your name." I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me. you know my… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
she sighs, then breaks a piece off the muffin in my hand. 'Hey. There are plenty more just five feet to your… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Different minds incline to different objects; one pursues the vast alone, the wonderful, the wild; another sighs for harmony and grace, and… — Mark Akenside Copy Share Image
“Sighs are the gales that blow us to heaven, I sometimes think; they breathe unconscious weariness of the “here,” and longing for… — Rhoda Broughton Copy Share Image
You are not angry with people when you laugh at them. Humour teaches tolerance, and the humorist, with a smile and perhaps… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
The three-thousand hitting thing was the first time I let individual pressure get to me. I was uptight about it. When I… — Carl Yastrzemski Copy Share Image
“There has never been another kiss like this one in the entire universe. This is the kiss.” — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
I have no parting sigh to give, so take my parting smile. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
