it always seems to me as if the lavender was a little woman in a green dress, with a lavender bonnet and… — Myrtle Reed Copy Share Image
Cuddling is cute and fun until kissing happens then well, shit gets real. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Ulysses ... is a dogged attempt to cover the universe with mud, an inverted Victorianism, an attempt to make crossness and dirt… — E. M. Forster Copy Share Image
I love the smell of frying liver. It kind of releases a sweetness into the air, and it kind of prickles your… — April Bloomfield Copy Share Image
Little things. The thought of losing them makes them unbearably dear ... I only think of the sweetness. Simple things. The quarter… — Patricia Gaffney Copy Share Image
I'm too sensitive. I've always hated that part of me. I care too much. & No one else cares if they hurt me. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I just want you to know that even if we don't see each other that often, and even if we have less… — Superman Copy Share Image
That was in Crescent City, California, up near the Oregon border. I left soon after. But today I was thinking of that… — Raymond Carver Copy Share Image
“...the sweetness of grace and freedom comes hand in hand with the uncomfortable, bitter-rawness of honest emotions and grief.” — Natalie Brenner Copy Share Image
Ah, Aphrodite, if I sing no moreTo thee, God's daughter, powerful as God,It is that thou hast made my life too sweetTo… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
The delicate sweetness of just-picked vegetables is always worth savoring. — Samin Nosrat Copy Share Image
Me without you is like: Sneaker without laces. A geek without braces. ASentenceWithoutSpaces. — Karan Copy Share Image
Ive always been told to share my blessings and Ive been generous. But when I met you, I said to myself, What… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He had come to know quite thoroughly the world in which he lived. His outlook was bleak and materialistic. The world as… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Self Esteem::"It is very easy in the world to live by the opinion of the world. It is very easy in solitude… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
His mind’s always on something else. He’d live in a ratty cardigan, and he’s always worrying holes in the pockets of his… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It is the tenderness that breaks our hearts. The loveliness that leaves us stranded on the shore, watching the boats sail away.… — Robert Goolrick Copy Share Image
“She fetched the bowl of sour cherries Sisy had pitted the night before. They would make a lovely jam for the queen's… — Tessa Afshar Copy Share Image
For love is a willful stirring of our thoughts unto God, so that it receive nothing that is against the love of… — Richard Rolle Copy Share Image
The flowers are full of honey, but only the bee finds out the sweetness. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
You can never really tell, it's kind of a red herring until you see the project I think. You just know if… — Mary-Louise Parker Copy Share Image
It was a perfect spring afternoon, and the air was filled with vague, roving scents, as if the earth exhaled the sweetness… — Ellen Glasgow Copy Share Image
