Ridges Quote by Dennis Vickers

“Few are the foreheads which like Shakespeare's or Melancthon's rise so high, and descend so low, that the eyes themselves seem clear, eternal, tideless…

— Herman Melville

“Here, are the stiffening hills, here, the rich cargo Congealed in the dark arteries, Old veins That hold Glamorgan's blood. The midnight miner in…

— Mervyn Peake

“Over the green squares of the fields and the low curves of a wood there rose in the distance a grey, melancholy hill, with…

— Arthur Conan Doyle

“Do not wander in the deeps, Where the Shriker's shadow creeps. When he rises from beneath, Beware the Sharpness of his teeth.”

— Janet Lee Carey

“He did not appear to be a very tall man; what I could see of legs seemed stumpy, though heavily muscled. His chest was…

— Ben Bova

“[He] Spoke and rose to full height, sword in air, Then cleft the man's brow square between the temples Cutting his head in two…

— Virgil

“ The Long Hill I must have passed the crest a while ago And now I am going down-- Strange to have crossed the…

— Sara Teasdale

“That's how he saw climbing, a physical exercise in positive and negative space. The vast expanse of white drawing the small, person-shaped speck into…

— Victoria Schwab

“Rivers of wrinkles flowing down from the corners of this eyes and mouth.”

— Stephen King

“He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved. He…

— James Joyce

“He looked like he’d been carved from himself by jagged tools, an unsteady hand giving him angles where there should have been curves; the…

— Laekan Zea Kemp

“do this – and very large lines appeared across his forehead. His nostrils flared, becoming even wider holes than they already were. Speak-No, Hear-No…

— David Baddiel