When, from the top of any high hill, one looks round the country, and sees the multitude of regularly distributed spires, one… — William Cobbett Copy Share Image
Marx was wrong. Religion is not the opiate of the people. Opium suggests something soporific, numbing, dulling. Too often religion has been… — Phillip Adams Copy Share Image
The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I; Nor church of my own, though a million spires are… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
You wonder how they do it and you look to see the knack You watch the foot in action, or the shoulder… — Grantland Rice Copy Share Image
Into my hear an air that kills through yon far country blows what are those blue remembered hills what spires,what farms are… — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
Westminster Abbey, the Tower, a steeple, one church, and then another, presented themselves to our view; and we could now plainly distinguish… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
There was no wind; there was no passing shadow on the deep shade of the night; there was no noise. The city… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The same architect who designed the Seattle fair's futuristic Science Center, with its lacy Gothic arches and spires, Minoru Yamasaki, was hired… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
A transition from an author's book to his conversation is too often like an entrance into a large city, after a distant… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
In this way they went on, and on, and on-in the language of the story-books-until at last the village lights appeared before… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
For the machine meant the conquest of horizontal space. It also meant a sense of that space which few people had experienced… — Robert Hughes Copy Share Image
Jack looked out the window as they passed the Mormon temple, just outside the beltway near Connecticut Avenue. A decidedly odd-looking building,… — Tom Clancy Copy Share Image
It is the Late city that first defies the land, contradicts Nature in the lines of its silhouette, denies all Nature. It… — Oswald Spengler Copy Share Image
We wish that this column, rising towards heaven among the pointed spires of so many temples dedicated to God, may contribute also… — Daniel Webster Copy Share Image
“From the window, I watch the city and the freeway. In the distance, the sky-rises look like mystic spires, unbearably close and… — Brenna Yovanoff Copy Share Image
[London is] like the sight of a heavy sea from a rowing boat in the middle of the Atlantic… One lives in… — V. S. Pritchett Copy Share Image
How can I appreciate light from an aging sun shining through new configurations neither pine nor ash? How can I extol the… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
The night before I left Las Vegas I walked out in the desert to look at the moon. There was a jeweled… — Norman Mailer Copy Share Image
Lo! body and soul!--this land! Mighty Manhattan, with spires, and The sparkling and hurrying tides, and the ships; The varied and ample… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Abyssian, understand me: I will escape you, and when I do, I will leave rubble in my wake!" As she spoke, the… — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image