One June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Stories set in the Culture in which Things Went Wrong tended to start with humans losing or forgetting or deliberately leaving behind… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . what did Professor Sprout say? — it likes the dark and the damp —” “So… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Out of the closets and into the museums, libraries, architectural monuments, concert halls, bookstores, recording studios and film studios of the world.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Okay, men,” he said. “And women,” said Chaser Angelina Johnson. “And women,” Wood agreed. “This is it.” “The big one,” said Fred… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Light is shallow; darkness is infinitely deep. Light is always bounded, it has boundaries. Darkness has no boundaries, it is unbounded. Light… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
To say that these men paid their shillings to watch twenty-two hirelings kick a ball is merely to say that a violin… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The relaxation should not be a method. You should not relax through a Yoga posture. This very understanding is relaxing, this very… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Whether hunting is right or wrong, a spiritual experience, or an outlet for the killer instinct, one thing it is not is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The woods of Arcady are dead, And over it their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed; Gray Truth is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
So light a fire!" Harry choked. "Yes...of course...but there's no wood!" ... "HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo! By water, wood and hill, by reed and willow, By fire, sun and moon, harken now and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
While my chosen form of story-writing is obviously a special and perhaps a narrow one, it is none the less a persistent… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The gods made the earth for all men t' share. Only when the kings come with their crowns and steel swords, they… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I am an orphan, alone: nevertheless I am found everywhere. I am one, but opposed to myself. I am youth and old… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
. . . I feel we don’t really need scriptures. The entire life is an open book, a scripture. Read it. Learn… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to it—love—nobility—big spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Americans have a taste for…rocking-chairs. A flippant critic might suggest that they select rocking-chairs so that, even when they are sitting down,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You must converse much with the field and the woods if you would imbibe such health into your mind and spirit as… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Angelina, Alicia, and Katie suddenly giggled. "What?" said Wood, frowning at this lighthearted behavior. "He's that tall, good-looking one, isn't he?" said… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He does not start guiltily, as he should, but frowns in annoyance. "Who are you?" I slip my hand through the slit… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The only person I've ever purposely caused pain here is myself...By simply sharing, caring too much. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
