There are souls beneath that water. Fixed in slimethey speak their piece, end it, and start again:'Sullen were we in the air… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Biscuits are sweet things in Britain, and apparently in America a biscuit is something like a scone, something savory that you'd have… — Mini Grey Copy Share Image
“She had taught herself how to knit, and for the mare's scarf - it was green - she had given herself the… — Antonia Michaelis Copy Share Image
Don't expect someone to stay sweet forever because even the sweetest candy has an expiration date. — Mark Laurence Torcuator Copy Share Image
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You tried to slide his original curse back onto him?” Al said in wonder. “At the restaurant? And I stopped you? Sweet… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies.… — W. H. Davies Copy Share Image
I'm like a kid in a sweet shop every day. It's slightly cringey how much fun I have. — Fergus Henderson Copy Share Image
There are some errors so sweet that we repent them only to bring them to memory. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Copy Share Image
The saxophone is so human. Its tendency is to be rowdy, edgy, talk too loud, bump into people, say the wrong words… — Joy Harjo Copy Share Image
It is so much more difficult to live with one's body than with one's soul. One's body is so much more exacting:… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
I, methought, while the sweet breath of heaven Was blowing on my body, felt within A correspondent breeze, that gently moved With… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit… — John Keats Copy Share Image
The golden beams of truth and the silken cords of love, twisted together, will draw men on with a sweet violence, whether… — Ralph Cudworth Copy Share Image
Caste is a state of mind. It is a disease of mind. The teachings of the Hindu religion are the root cause… — B. R. Ambedkar Copy Share Image
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I thought I was too intellectual to read something like 'Sweet Savage Love.' — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I freely may discover What should please me in my lover, I would have her fair and witty, Savouring more of… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Stolen sweets are always sweeter, Stolen kisses much completer, Stolen looks are nice in chapels, Stolen, stolen be your apples. — Leigh Hunt Copy Share Image
O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
