The siren song of redistribution of wealth by centralized government never ceases for those who seek irreversible and unusurpable control over the… — Josh Jones Copy Share Image
A bookshop is powder-magazine, a dynamite-shed, a drugstore of poisons, a bar of intoxicants, a den of opiates, an island of sirens. — John Cowper Powys Copy Share Image
Just so you know Labrodor retrivers do not howl.Begals Howl.Wolves howl. Labs do not howl, at lestnot well. Marley attempted twice to… — John Grogan Copy Share Image
“If the bards of old the true has told The sirens have raven hair. But over the earth since art had birth,… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
The purely Great Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere, Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
In America it is the so-called capitalist who is to blame for the fulfillment of Marx's prophecies. Beguiled by the state's siren… — Frank Chodorov Copy Share Image
Sirens wailed; the revolution had come to Harrisonville. Blood was flowing on Pearl Street. — Joe Eszterhas Copy Share Image
And unless I'm remembering it wrong, mermaids don't sing and sirens don't swim." "Ariel sang in 'The Little Mermaid'," Corey said. Sam… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
A young man's passion, a jaded siren's last chance for love, a world gone mad, cheap thrills, fast cars, expensive wines, the… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
Born of Black and White, Eaten with worms, I'm a Saint, a Sinner, a Siren of the Word, The Circle knows me,… — Ted Dekker Copy Share Image
Of pure poetry there are two kinds, that which mirrors the beauty of the world in which our bodies are, and that… — Lord Dunsany Copy Share Image
Without a twich of exertion, Redd sealed his lips with glue. "Who wants to kill him?" The Cat raised a paw. Siren… — Frank Beddor Copy Share Image
That whole thing of replicating what others do is a siren call. The sirens lure you to the rocks of unoriginality. — Stewart Copeland Copy Share Image
You are my siren,” he said, running his hands along her thighs and down her calves, feeling the shape of her even… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
