Quote by Alfred Tennyson Download Open image ““She is for always roaming with a hungry heart.”” — Alfred Tennyson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“She worked to live; then, also to live, for the heart too has its hunger, she loved.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“She was determined that I hold this thing inside me like a heart—something irremovable and constant.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“And if she wanted to, she could reach into my chest and rip my heart out of my body because it already belongs to… — Autumn Doughton Copy Share Image
“She seems hopeful and normally hungry for life — even rather romantic.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Wanting her is like breathing. Needing her is in my blood. And loving her will always be the beat of my heart.” — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“My heart lurches, as if it wants to leave my awful body and go make a home in her.” — Chloe Michelle Howarth Copy Share Image
“I don’t feel as though I’ve got the heart to eat anything,” and then partook of everything offered her,” — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“Something in her wanted to bolt, wanted to protect her heart before it became too lost to ever find again.” — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“She was always like this, only moves when her mind and heart tells her to move, not doing what everyone demanded her to do.” — Basma Salem Copy Share Image
“They are walking hand in hand and she looks so very happy that you try to find the space in your heart not to… — Junot Díaz Copy Share Image
“Let Knowledge grow from more to more; but more of reference in us dwell” — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“ The Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“May make my heart as a milestone, set my face as a flint, cheat and be cheated, and die: who knows? we are ashes… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror’s magic sights, For often thro’ the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“In her right hand the lily, in her left The letter--all her bright hair streaming down-- And all the coverlid was cloth of gold… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees; all times I have enjoy’d Greatly, have suffer’d greatly, both with those… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“The old order changes, giving place to the new... least on good custom should corrupts the world.” — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade!… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt,… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“Let us hush this cry of 'Forward', till ten thousand years have gone.” — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
