PERORATION, n. The explosion of an oratorical rocket. It dazzles, but to an observer having the wrong kind of nose its most… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
...imagine what you are writing about. See it and live it. Do not think it up laboriously, as if you were working… — Ted Hughes Copy Share Image
In my old age, I have come to believe that love is not a noun but a verb. An action. Like water,… — Alyson Richman Copy Share Image
The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
Our minds, as well as our bodies, have need of the out-of-doors. Our spirits, too, need simple things, elemental things, the sun… — Edwin Way Teale Copy Share Image
“And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices in the lost lilac and the lost sea voices and the weak spirit quickens to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Whether you are cooking, cleaning house, or planting flowers, try to concentrate on the textures, the smells, colors, tastes, sounds, all Zen… — Jerry Lynch Copy Share Image
I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes. Smell what fouled tunes come in to his breath.… — Amiri Baraka Copy Share Image
What have we here? a man or a fish? dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Each new Clarice, compact as a living body with its smells and its breath, shows off, like a gem, what remains of… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Any woman who is currently with a man is with him partly because she loves the way he smells. And if we… — Christina Hendricks Copy Share Image
I understand the nostalgia of having paper to feel and smell when you read it, but I would rather have fond memories… — Jasika Nicole Copy Share Image
I love the smell of freshly cut grass. It takes me back to summers in Maine. — Rachel Nichols Copy Share Image
And then he was kissing her, and she was struck by his nearness, his solidity, his smell. It was of the garden… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Smell her neck, bite her ear, touch her hairs and make her giggle; and she won’t forget you ever.” — M.F. Moonzajer Copy Share Image
There is a peculiar burning odor in the room, like explosives. the kitchen fills with smoke and the hot, sweet, ashy smell… — Alison Lurie Copy Share Image
I am very grateful to the electronic world for making my life easier, but there is something about holding a book -… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share Image
The smell of pine needles, spruce and the smell of a Christmas tree - those to me, are the scents of the… — Blake Lively Copy Share Image
Would I be as strong as that once I did that thing Christophe was talking about? Blooming? Would I smell like a… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Vietnam, me love you long time. All day, all night, me love you long time. (...) Dropping acid on the Mekong Delta,… — Alex Garland Copy Share Image
Books, books, books in all their aspects, in form and spirit, their physical selves and what reading releases from their hieroglyphic pages,… — Lawrence Clark Powell Copy Share Image
Those are only rumors of suffering. Real suffering has a face and a smell. It lasts in the most intense form no… — Mary Karr Copy Share Image
