Boys Quote by Bryan Procter

Landscape is my mistress - 'tis to her I look for fame.

— John Constable

I sing Connecticut, her charms / Of rivers, orchards, blossoming ridges. / I sing her gardens, fences, farms, / Spiders and midges.

— Phyllis McGinley

O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st…

— William Blake

“Hey, she’s a piratey soul Full a' vinagar and glitter She is a song of her own From down the wrong end of the…

— Grant-Lee Phillips

She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty How love makes young men thrall and old men dote How…

— William Shakespeare

Woman you lead my life on a string. I can't tale the on and off thing. I'm oh so lonely inside so I sing.

— Buju Banton

“They were all growing so fast. In just a few short years they would be all young men and women...youth tiptoe...expectant...a-star with its sweet…

— L.M. Montgomery

“Just her and the great outdoors. Gwendolyn Margaret Passmore and a million blades of grass.”

— Julia Quinn

She's got her God and she's got good wine, Aretha Franklin, and Patsy Cline.

— Trisha Yearwood

“Why don't you go on, Mother dear?' he asked. 'It's such nonsense!' said his mother. 'I believe it would go on for ever.' 'That's…

— George MacDonald

“Who really needs a ring that big? I ask you. It was rings that big that made our grandmothers think Elizabeth Taylor was a…

— Rainbow Rowell

She's no lady. Her songs are all unbelievably unhappy or lewd. It's called Blues. She sings about sore feet, sexual relations, baked goods, killing…

— Ann-Marie MacDonald