My untidy habits drive me to follow the slash-and-burn principle. Work on a virgin table until the mess becomes unbearable, then move… — Richard Dawkins Copy Share Image
Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Hitler spends more time at the Wolf’s Lair than in Berlin—some eight hundred days in the last three years alone. The Führer… — Bill O'Reilly Copy Share Image
They held hands and knew that only the coffin would lie in the earth; the bubbly laughter and the press of fingers… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
One summer day, while I was walking along the country road on the farm where I was born, a section of the… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
“For if in careless summer days In groves of Ashtaroth we whored, Repentant now, when winds blow cold, We kneel before our… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
She had taken to wondering lately, during these swift-counted years, what had been done with all those wasted summer days; how could… — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
“Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering. Josephine was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhole, imploring… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
“I have spent many an hour, when I was younger, floating over its surface as the zephyr willed, having paddled my boat… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“So, are you going to the lake today?” Jay asked, finally falling into step beside Violet as their pace slowed. They headed… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share Image
