It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a person's death consecrates him or her anew to… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The weed crushed and pressed by the heavy rock may slowly and gently grow up anew helped by the fresh air, sunshine,… — Kyuzo Mifune Copy Share Image
I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of “madness”. Then: I’d arrange flowers, all day long, I’d paint;… — Frida Kahlo Copy Share Image
“She came quickly over to me and held out her hand. I looked at her full of distrust. Was she doing this… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“I'll stay with you a little, my unforgettable delight, for as long as my arms and my hands and my lips remember… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“Indeed, the exigencies of female tenderness are such as virtually to guarantee the man's absolution by the woman--not on her terms, but… — Sandra Lee Bartky Copy Share Image
“They were the only members of their family, and they were both humble, crushed, and thrust aside by life; they were united… — Romain Rolland Copy Share Image
Once we know the plot and its surprises, we can appreciate a book's artistry without the usual confusion and sap flow of… — Michael Dirda Copy Share Image
And we stood like that. The joining of hands is highly underrated in the acts of intimacy. You kiss acquaintances or colleagues,… — Lisa Unger Copy Share Image
There is eloquence in the tongueless wind, and a melody in the flowing brooks and the rustling of the reeds beside them,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“You must know,’ said Estella, condescending to me as a beautiful and brilliant woman might, ‘that I have no heart—if that has… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Only if one loves this earth with unbending passion can one relieve one's sadness," don Juan said. "Warriors are always joyful because… — Carlos Castaneda Copy Share Image
“I shall remain thankful to you for the tenderness of your arms that held me when I wept onto your shoulder, and… — Kunal Sen Copy Share Image
Then there are the addicts, the hunger addicts, the rage addicts, the poverty addicts , and power addicts, and the pure addicts… — Jeet Thayil Copy Share Image
When the tribal groups of december trade Seated in the figure of crocodile And songs are sung and deals discussed, are made… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“And yet, even while they baffled him, they aroused within his heart a feeling he had never known before. When- which was… — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
With lines that show an unyielding dedication to craft, these poems are not afraid of meaning or the meaningful. More and more… — Jericho Brown Copy Share Image
I believe in a passionately strong feeling for the poetry of life - for the beautiful, the mysterious, the romantic, the ecstatic… — Leopold Stokowski Copy Share Image
I do for myself exactly what I would do for you - make a lovely cup of tea, or a hot bath,… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
I tried to photograph the mysterious, true and magical soul of popular Spain in all its passion, love, humor, tenderness, rage, pain,… — Cristina Garcia Rodero Copy Share Image
The journey to wholeness requires that you look honestly, openly, and with courage into yourself, into the dynamics that lie behind what… — Gary Zukav Copy Share Image
Awareness of time as flying has some advantages; it precludes boredom, for one thing. It matters little that younger people find older… — Germaine Greer Copy Share Image
“I made spasmodic efforts to work, assuring myself that once I began working I would forget her. The difficulty was in beginning.… — Alfred Hayes Copy Share Image
“A work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should carry its justification in every line...To snatch in a moment… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
So your strength is failing you? Why don't you tell your mother about it? ... Mother! Call her with a loud voice.… — Josemaria Escriva Copy Share Image
“In a moment of naked honesty, ask yourself, 'Do I wholeheartedly trust that God likes me'... in this moment, right now, right… — Brennan Manning Copy Share Image
“Finally, he smiled, and although his smile was bumpy because some of his teeth were jagged and broken, it was a warming,… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
Look, words are like the air: they belong to everybody. Words are not the problem; it's the tone, the context, where those… — Juan Gelman Copy Share Image
Mine ain't a selfish affection, you know," said Mr. Toots, in the confidence engendered by his having been a witness of the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
My dearest dearest dear Albert sat on a footstool by my side and his excessive love and affection gave me feelings of… — Queen Victoria Copy Share Image
