Beyond age, leaf withered, man goes three footed no stronger than a child is, a dream that falters in daylight. — Aeschylus Copy Share Image
The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
You never make fun of anybody with a club foot or a withered arm, but it's open season on anybody who stutters. — Joe Biden Copy Share Image
No matter what we are, and what we sing, Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel — Edwin Arlington Robinson Copy Share Image
Conjugal love, or the friendship of spouses, persists after sexual desires have weakened, withered, and disappeared. — Mortimer Adler Copy Share Image
The songs I had are withered Or vanished clean. Yet there are bright tracks Where I have been. — Ivor Gurney Copy Share Image
Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
The mind becomes withered, stagnant, narrow and closed unless it searches for new ideas. — Napoleon Hill Copy Share Image
We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair;… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
An unhappy gentleman, resolving to wed nothing short of perfection, keeps his heart and hand till both get so old and withered… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
My father had osteomyelitis-his left arm was withered between his elbow and his shoulder ... . But the amputation of a Stone… — Jim Crace Copy Share Image
People do not care to give alms without some security for their money; and a wooden leg or a withered arm is… — Henry Mackenzie Copy Share Image
Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many… — Andre Gide Copy Share Image
I get worried for young girls sometimes; I want them to feel that they can be sassy and full and weird and… — Amy Poehler Copy Share Image
Shall the hag Evil die with the child of Good, Or propagate again her loathèd kind, Thronging the cells of the diseased… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Take the word Liberty from human speech and all the other words become poor, withered, meaningless sounds - but with that word… — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
This single Stick, which you now behold ingloriously lying in that neglected Corner, I once knew in a flourishing State in a… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
The bud, though plucked, would not be withered, only transplanted to a fitter soil to ripen and blow beneath a brighter sun;… — Anne Bronte Copy Share Image
But what of life whose bitter hungry sea Flows at our heels, and gloom of sunless night Covers the days which never… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
But now mine own eyes have beheld God; but not my natural, but my spiritual eyes, for my natural eyes could not… — Moses Copy Share Image
... people misunderstood death, they died not of too little life but of too much life, that as the skin withered and… — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
O Time! consumer of all things; O envious age! thou dost destroy all things and devour all things with the relentless teeth… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
Fading, with the Night, the memory of a dead love, and the withered leaves of a blighted hope, and the sickly repinings… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
A life of mere pleasure! A little while, in the spring-time of the senses, in the sunshine of prosperity, in the jubilee… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
“This explains so much," she said, clucking her tongue in mother-hen fashion. "You're compensating for this withered appendage." Withered appendage? What the… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
The summer day is closed - the sun is set: Well they have done their office, those bright hours, The latest of… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die? — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
All things such as grass and trees are soft and supple in life. At their death they are withered and dry. — Laozi Copy Share Image
As a single withered tree, if set aflame, causes a whole forest to burn, so does a rascal son destroy a whole… — Chanakya Copy Share Image
Who is to decide which is the grimmer sight: withered hearts, or empty skulls? — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Violent excitement exhausts the mind and leaves it withered and sterile. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
