Art Quote by Robert Herrick

A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction;

— Robert Herrick

A careless shoe string, in whose tie I see a wilde civility.

— Robert Herrick

“In a moment a fussy-looking woman came down the stairs. Do you know what I mean by fussy? I mean, everything about her was…

— Ann M. Martin

“How quietly experience slips away unnoticed, camouflaged by it relative unimportance. Then at some point you step back and take a look and what's…

— Todd Johnson

“Much of the clothing is moth-eaten, but I can see what they once were. A skirt with a beaded pattern of pomegranates, another that…

— Holly Black

And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks of her dress in a strange bedroom-- feels the autumn dropping its silk and…

— William Carlos Williams

“The tapestry of my life was a ruin of unravelling threads. The brightest parts were a nonsensical madman's weaving. And now every day was…

— Alexis Hall

“Matthew had sheepishly unfolded the dress from its paper swathings and held it out with a deprecatory glance at Marilla, who feigned to be…

— Lucy Maud Montgomery

“The tapestry of her life was dotted with threadbare spots, where grief or pain or loss had eaten through like hungry moths. But those…

— Karen Ranney

“In the morning we shed our blue sheep’s clothing. Our border shirts came out of satchels and onto our backs. We preferred this means…

— Daniel Woodrell

“The flowered trim on the hems [of the dress] seemed superfluous, even frivolous, but at the same time it comforted her, as though the…

— Gael Baudino

“Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of Lillies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair,”

— John Milton