Nightingale Quote by Julie Berry

“As the sun went down, I saw a solitary boatman disporting on the smooth lake. The falling dews seemed to strain and purify the…

— Henry David Thoreau

“The world, once flat to his eyes, now bristled with edges and textures. He saw the tiny grooves of petals and leaves, like fingerprints,…

— Remy Wilkins

“A bird cried jubilation. In that moment they lived long. All minor motions were stilled and only the great ones were perceived. Beneath them…

— Sheri S. Tepper

“First, a poem must be magical, then musical as a sea-gull.”

— Jose Garcia Villa

“I walked to Mairangi Bay beach, day after day, seeking companionship in the roar of the ocean, and contemplating the shipwreck of my life.…

— B.G. Bowers

“Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew. The nettles that methodically overgrow the…

— Adam Zagajewski

“He folded into my arms. I buried my face in his hair, and I listened to the sounds of midsummer on my island. Gorse…

— Harper Fox

“...when evening fell and the grey twilight spread its dusky robe upon the waters, she stretched her arms out to the silent river that…

— Jerome K. Jerome

“He read it over twenty times and though the darkness that sang on held steady about him, the unhurried words fell bright through his…

— Elizabeth Spencer

“Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves a shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,…

— Alfred Lord Tennyson

“Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air…

— Mary Oliver

“Against snow, a tall Beautiful Being. Whistlings of death and circles of muffled music make this adored body rise, swell and tremble like a…

— Arthur Rimbaud