Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains, Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea, Pour forth thy vials like streams… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
“Mom says each of us has a veil between ourselves and the rest of the world, like a bride wears on her… — Rebecca Stead Copy Share Image
In New Mexico, he always awoke a young man, not until he arose and began to shave did he realize that he… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
This argument [that life is too improbable to have arisen by chance] comes up repeatedly: its latest manifestation is Hoyle's discussion of… — John Maynard Smith Copy Share Image
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk… — Edith Sitwell Copy Share Image
One must have a mind of winter to regard the frost and the boughs of the pine trees, crusted with snow, And… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“God spreads the heavens above us like great wings And gives a little round of deeds and days, And then come the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“I was tired in the evening yesterday. I felt drained by the last days outer conflicts. I felt separated from life. Suddenly… — Swami Dhyan Giten Copy Share Image
The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percysicle. — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“See in the mind’s eye wind blowing chaff on ancient threshing floors when men with fans toss up the trodden sheaves, and… — Homer Copy Share Image
As the fish swim the sea, like the wind blowing, all the words come naturally to me that describes just how much… — Frank Mccomb Copy Share Image
“They passed the Gates of Thermopylae the following day and Alexander stopped to visit the tombs of the Spartan soldiers who had… — Valerio Massimo Manfredi Copy Share Image
“It happens that over a long period you are promised a great success, in which from the very start you do not… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Little dryads fell asleep listening raptly to the wind blowing in the trees. Little witchers fell asleep listening raptly to their aching… — Andrzej Sapkowski Copy Share Image
A basketball was in my hands 24/7, playing one-on-one against everybody and anybody, trying to prove against the older guys, just playing.… — Terry Rozier Copy Share Image
I liked the solitude and the silence of the woods and the hills. I felt there the sense of a presence, something… — Bede Griffiths Copy Share Image
Perhaps, after all, our best thoughts come when we are alone. It is good to listen, not to voices but to the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“No one will read what I write here, no one will come to help me... My ship is rudderless, it's driven by… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
If I'm reading about a river or the trees or the wind blowing or the stars at night, if you can hear… — Julie Andrews Copy Share Image
“The art of provocation was unknown to me, and I would sit with his map upon my lap, the wind blowing my… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
“Hot punch is a pleasant thing, gentlemen---an extremely pleasant thing under any circumstances---but in that snug old parlour, before the roaring fire,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Life is amazingly beautiful. Clouds and wind blowing through the trees makes such a sound of music that one can contour to… — Peace Gypsy Copy Share Image
The way I would characterize what you said about me is I do try to say what I think as clearly as… — Christy Clark Copy Share Image
