Because I helped to wind the clock, I come to hear it strike. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Every real thought on every real subject knocks the wind out of somebody or other. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One sought not absolute truth. One sought only a spool on which to wind the thread of history without breaking it. — Henry Adams Copy Share Image
An Easterly wind drew me this way, and I just kind of found myself on the set of Cruella.' — Joel Fry Copy Share Image
That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
I did not read Gone with the Wind, although I've seen the movie, and I read every book on Margaret Mitchell. — Shannen Doherty Copy Share Image
Sun and wind and beat of sea, Great lands stretching endlessly... Where be bonds to bind the free? All the world was… — Adelaide Crapsey Copy Share Image
When the winds of life don't hit your sails, you grab the oars of life and you start pushing. — Greg Plitt Copy Share Image
Long drawn, the cool, green shadows Steal o'er the lake's warm breast, And the ancient silence follows The burning sun to rest.… — William Braithwaite Copy Share Image
As long as we are alive, we feel fear. It is an intrinsic part of our makeup, as natural as a bitter… — Tara Brach Copy Share Image
I'm entertained more by my own thoughts than by the thoughts of others. I don't mind answering questions. But in an exchange… — Charles Bronson Copy Share Image
The first in time and the first in importance of the influences upon the mind is that of nature. Every day, the… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day?… — Grantland Rice Copy Share Image
As Christian feel the changing winds of political climate, the blasts against their values in the media, the exclusion of the Christian… — Edmund Clowney Copy Share Image
The breast of a good man is a little heaven commencing on earth; where the Deity sits enthroned with unrivaled influence, every… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
When a Cat adopts you, and I am not superstitious at all I don't mean only Black cats there is nothing to… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but… — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
I take the seashell from my jeans pocket and rub my fingers across its silken, indented surface, shallow as my own open… — Katrina Kenison Copy Share Image
We all travel the milky way together, trees and men; but it never occurred to me until this storm-day, while swinging in… — John Muir Copy Share Image
A memory from my youth comes back to me. You go into the woods on a bike, with a girl. There is… — Robert Doisneau Copy Share Image
I think that storytelling, at its essence, allows us to feel like we all suffer the same insanity or a similar insanity… — David Harbour Copy Share Image
Blackened skeleton arms of wood by the wayside pointed upward to the convent, as if the ghosts of former travellers, overwhelmed by… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
So what does Tod look like? Whitewashed skeleton skulking around in a black cape and hood? Carrying a scythe? 'Cause I'm thinking… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
And for a disciple thus freed, in whose heart dwells peace, there is nothing to be added to what has been done,… — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
“We drive along the streets of London, the wind in her hair, before I park us at a cliff overlooking the Thames.” — Katy Evans Copy Share Image
