The way to develop the habit of savoring is to pause when something is beautiful and good and catches our attention -… — Tara Brach Copy Share Image
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
When I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the pool of nocturnal sky, for I was lying on my back with… — Antoine de Saint-Exupery Copy Share Image
My father was often impatient during March, waiting for winter to end, the cold to ease, the sun to reappear. March was… — Tracy Chevalier Copy Share Image
Earthly joy can take but a bat-like flight, always checked, always limited, in dusk and darkness. But the love of Christ breaks… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A wager?" I repeated. "Yes," he said, and gave me a slow smile, bright with challenge. ... "Stake?" I asked cautiously. He… — Sherwood Smith Copy Share Image
The sky is always falling or the sky is always bright. In some ways, this is really morning in America and we… — Cass Sunstein Copy Share Image
Anyone? On Snow's visit before the Victory Tour, he challenged me to erase any doubts of my love for Peeta. "Convince me,"… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It was the darndest thing I've ever seen. It was big, it was very bright, it changed colors and it was about… — Jimmy Carter Copy Share Image
Growing up in Georgia, my dad was a farmer and we worked in agriculture, so we were always looking up at the… — Luke Bryan Copy Share Image
“We look up, if only to see if we're likely to be rained on. The sky calls attention to itself, whether scored… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
As I work in the afternoon on committing to paper some of my morning's thoughts, I find myself just about to close… — Michael Palin Copy Share Image
Writing that gets rewritten as the earth moves. If you look at the sky that way, it's this massive shifting poem, or… — Maria Dahvana Headley Copy Share Image
It's so hard to listen to these trains outside my window, here it comes again. And it's calling me, begging me, follow… — Melissa Etheridge 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
The reappearance of the crescent moon after the new moon; the return of the Sun after a total eclipse, the rising of… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
Superstition! that horrid incubus which dwelt in darkness, shunning the light, with all its racks, and poison chalices, and foul sleeping draughts,… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
He sometimes felt that life was something that had already risen, and all of this, the Jackson Pollack of spring, summer, and… — Tao Lin Copy Share Image
But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Trees are great. Don't get me started about how clever they are, how oxygen-generous, how time-formed in inner cyclic circles, how they… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
Those of us who have transcended mythical belief systems know without any doubt that there is no God up in the sky.… — Andrew Cohen Copy Share Image
The great unmentionable evil at the center of our culture is monotheism. From a barbaric Bronze Age text known as the Old… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My friends, ask gladness from God. Be glad as children, as birds in the sky. And let man's sin not disturb you… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I wanted to go higher than Rockefeller Center, which was being erected across the street from Saks Fifth Avenue and was going… — Jacqueline Cochran Copy Share Image
Yes!--still I love thee: Time, who sets His signet on my brow, And dims my sunken eye, forgets, The heart he could… — Rufus Dawes Copy Share Image
A city is where you can sign a petition, boo the chief justice, fish off a pier, gaze at a hippopotamus, buy… — Herb Caen Copy Share Image
A little group of thatched cottages in the middle of the village had an orchard attached; and I remember well the peculiar… — A. L. Rowse Copy Share Image
No temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life...Awful in stern, immovable… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I share with many people the feeling that there is a sweetness and constancy to light that falls into a studio from… — Irving Penn Copy Share Image
It took a qualified wizard to detect a summoning in progress. It required only a half-literate idiot with a twitch of power… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
“O, weary angels, don’t look at me with those eyes. If that is your state then what of our cries? What can… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
I want to write stories that are different from the ones I've written so far, Junpei thought: I want to write about… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Just as a pool of water cannot reflect the sky overhead when it is restless and disturbed, so we can never get… — Alice Hegan Rice Copy Share Image
For I was reared in the great city, pent with cloisters dim,and saw naught lovely but the sky and stars.But thou, my… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
And in between the two, in between the sky and the sea, were all the winds. And there were all the nights… — Yann Martel Copy Share Image
She swallowed and looked down at the artichoke petals piled neatly on the side of her plate. Her center certainly felt like… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
Powder snow skiing is not fun. It is life, fully lived, life lived in a blaze of reality. What we experience in… — Dolores LaChapelle Copy Share Image
