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Grass Quotes by Joanne Kathleen Rowling
- Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and…
- Even the weather seemed to be celebrating; as June approached, the days became cloudless and sultry, and all anybody felt like doing was strolling onto…
- Ron's ears turned bright red and he become engrossed in a tuft of grass at his feet, which he prodded with his toe 'he must've…
- He did not know or care whether they were wizards or Muggles, friends or foes; all he cared about was that a dark stain was…
More Grass Quotes
- Where do we say that a cell became a blade of grass, which became a starfish, which became a cat, which became… — Michele Bachmann
- When kids can't afford to see it anymore maybe we'll have a whole resurgence of garage bands all over America and this… — Lester Bangs
- I've always said that one night, I'm going to find myself in some field somewhere, I'm standing on grass, and it's raining,… — Drew Barrymore
- From our broadcasting box you can't see any grass at all. It is simply a carpet of humanity. — Richie Benaud
- The jury had down right contempt for punk rock grass roots ethics. — Jello Biafra
- For me, riding a two-wheeler bike was very risky. Counting the pedal strokes before turning a corner and learning to hear the… — Andrea Bocelli
- Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence. — Hal Borland
- Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. — Rupert Brooke
- That smell of freshly cut grass makes me think of Friday night football in high school. The smell of popcorn and cigar… — Garth Brooks
- Jewish prayers are mostly about daily things - the sliver of a new moon, dew on the grass, the bread and the… — Geraldine Brooks
- Burn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic; but destroy our… — William Jennings Bryan
- There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice. — John Calvin