She was disappearing a little more each day, so thin, so frail, a wisp of smoke. One day she would surely vanish… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
The smell of moist earth and lilacs hung in the air like wisps of the past and hints of the future. — Margaret Millar Copy Share Image
Tea would arrive, the cakes squatting on cushions of cream, toast in a melting shawl of butter, cups agleam and a faint… — Gerald Durrell Copy Share Image
I tried to hold on to this compassion, sensing its preciousness, but even as I reached to grasp it, it dissipated into… — Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni Copy Share Image
During the day, our souls gather their ... impressions of us, how our lives feel. ... Our spirits collect these impressions, keep… — Marsha Norman Copy Share Image
In the last two months I have been very busy with my own mathematical speculations, which have cost me much time, without… — Carl Friedrich Gauss Copy Share Image
Adam Smith saw the greed of modern capitalism for what it was - a form of destructive ambition that may have favorable… — Allen W. Wood Copy Share Image
Hour of Stars (1920) The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
He snatched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
But there was another, secret Ruby. This one was as thin as a wisp of air, and had struggled for so long… — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
Rely upon your own judgment; be true to your own conscience; follow the light that is within you; all outward lights are… — James Allen Copy Share Image
The underlying sense of form in my work has been the system of the Universe, or part thereof...What I mean is that… — Alexander Calder Copy Share Image
All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray wisps of one world seeping through the cracks of another. Do you know… — Diane Setterfield Copy Share Image
To stop short in any research that bids fair to widen the gates of knowledge, to recoil from fear of difficulty or… — William Crookes Copy Share Image
In pulp fiction it is a rigid convention that the hero's shoulders and the heroine's balcon constantly threaten to burst their bonds,… — S. J. Perelman Copy Share Image
She turned to face him. She reached over and touched his hand, hesitantly, gently, amazed that after all these years had somehow… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
“History was not a matter of missing minutes on the tape. I did not stand helpless before it. I hewed to the… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Light That's how I feel- like the winter-fringed breeze might scoop me up into its wings, fly away with me trapped in… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
It doth not hurt", whispered a faint voice, "She will take you life and all you are and all you care'st for,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Eternity is not a long time; rather, it is another dimension. It is that dimension to which time-thinking shuts us. And so… — Joseph Campbell Copy Share Image
All political power is primarily an illusion. Illusion. Mirrors and blue smoke, beautiful blue smoke rolling over the surface of highly polished… — Jimmy Breslin Copy Share Image
A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp, dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It… — Theodore Dreiser Copy Share Image
My business is stanching blood and feeding fainting men; my post the open field between the bullet and the hospital. I sometimes… — Clara Barton Copy Share Image
Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with SpringWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows in the rainTo a blossom covered lane?And… — Johnny Mercer Copy Share Image
The small wad of burning paper drew down to a wisp of flame and then died out leaving a faint pattern for… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
*I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago... *So soon you will be in that part… — Donald Miller Copy Share Image
If happiness always depends on something expected in the future, we are chasing a will-o'-the-wisp that ever eludes our grasp, until the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
So we and our elaborately evolving computers may meet each other halfway. Someday a human being, named perhaps Fred White, may shoot… — Philip K. Dick Copy Share Image
