“Pym looked at the bugs, glanced at the sleeve of his proud uniform, stared again at the deadly parody of his insignia… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“Everybody in this room is bored. The poems drag, the voice and gestures irk. He can't be interrupted or ignored. Poor fools,… — Wendy Cope Copy Share Image
I am smiling at myself today There's no wish left in this heart Or perhaps there is no heart left Free from… — Rumi Copy Share Image
This silent cry is of ecstasy for what has been done, and of despair at being forestalled, and being thus forewarned, that… — Hal Porter Copy Share Image
We've had enough of exhortations to be silent! Cry out with a hundred thousand tongues. I see that the world is rotten… — St. Catherine of Siena Copy Share Image
Animals cannot speak, but can you and I not speak for them and represent them? Let us all feel their silent cry… — Rukmini Devi Arundale Copy Share Image
Can't you see? Don't you care I want to die? Don't you listen? Can't you hear My silent cry Won't you turn?… — Me Copy Share Image
