Life Quote by Russell Edson Download Open image ““So Mr Brain opened his mouth to let a moonbeam into his head.”” — Russell Edson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Life Moonlight
“There is a moon, that rests in the quiet corners of a lover’s lips.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
“I saw his broad head, with a dollop of hair on its crown, silhouetted by the stars and moon out the window behind him.” — Rebecca Skloot Copy Share Image
“Inspired By The Moon I wonder What would happen As the moon sighs Taking a breath Its face with open eyes If I simply… — Alice Tyszka Copy Share Image
“And I hold my head high toward my big entrance, hand in hand with the boy who gave me the moon and the stars.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, the only things in this world that make sense are the moon, my madness and your hands messing up my hair, while your… — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
“He guides my fingers under his hair to the nape of his neck. To the shape of a crescent moon.” — Paula Weston Copy Share Image
“He stared up at the moon, which looked like a giant hole in the sky, letting light through to the other side.” — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“Holding the moon in your hands, velvety, your heart beats on my lips.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“The moon watched their first kiss then blushed behind silver clouds.” — PrinceOfPoets Copy Share Image
“Perhaps I should kiss the face of the kitchen clock for luck. Perhaps its little hands with rapture would encircle my neck and we… — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
“There’s only the writing, which I admit to knowing very little about. But then it’s probably best not to know. It allows one to… — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
“I think, therefore I am, said a man whose mother quickly hit him on the head, saying, I hit my son on the head,… — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
The best advice I can give is to ignore advice. Life is too short to be distracted by the opinions of others. — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
“ Let us consider the farmer who makes his straw hat his sweetheart; or the old woman who makes a floor lamp her son;… — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
“I never liked the term “experimental writing,” but what else is a prose poem? Having written a number of them, I still don’t know… — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
If one cannot accept failure and scorn, how is he to make his art? It's like wanting to go to heaven without dying. — Russell Edson Copy Share Image
Of all the people who have affected my life and influenced the choices I've made, none has been more important than my father. I… — Teddy Atlas Copy Share Image
What sets worlds in motion is the interplay of differences, their attractions and repulsions. Life is plurality, death is uniformity. By suppressing differences and pecularities, by eliminating different civilizations and cultures, progress weakens life and favors death. The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us. Every view of… — Octavio Paz Copy Share
Life works most perfectly when a reciprocal love relationship is in place between man and God. — Beth Moore Copy Share Image
I value the experiences that come with life too much to sit by and not put my full effort into them. — Jim Miller Copy Share Image
Entertainment is a sacred pursuit when done well. When done well, it raises the quality of human life. — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“I've spent much of my life calling my intuition "something wrong with me.” — Deanna L. Lawlis Copy Share Image
When you do things they're absolutely right at that time for you and it can always teach you something about yourself. You can take… — Kym Marsh Copy Share Image
The only people who think the Internet is a calamity are people whose lives have been hurt by it; the only people who insist… — Chuck Klosterman Copy Share Image
The one thing that I keep learning over and over again is that I don't know nothing. I mean, that's my life lesson. — Dwayne Johnson Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
