Grass Quote by Sylvia Plath Download Open image “I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss? Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?” — Sylvia Plath ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Grass Missing Solitary
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I've never been one to stay in a complacent place where I just let the grass grow around me. — Tracy Lawrence Copy Share Image
Nature is the clearest source of solitude. The greatness of nature can overwhelm the insignificant chatter by which we measure most of our days.… — Kent Nerburn Copy Share Image
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I am often asked if I am not lonely on my solitary excursions. It seems so self-evident that one cannot be lonesome where everything… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In this age of crowds in which I have determined to be a solitary, perhaps the greatest sin would be to lament the presence… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found, And hid a soldier underground. Spring… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
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“It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York.” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
... These are my hands My knees. I may be skin and bone, Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman. ... --Lady Lazarus — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Sure, I’m dramatic and sloppily semi-cynical and semi-sentimental. But, in leisure years I could grow and choose my way. Now I am living on… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“People were made of nothing so much as dust, and I couldn't see that doctoring all that dust was a bit better than writing… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“I couldn't stand the idea of a woman having to have a single pure life and a man being able to have a double… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No,… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“The city had faded my tan, though. I looked yellow as a Chinaman. Ordinarily, I would have been nervous about my dress and my… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“I have stitched life into me like a rare organ --from "Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices", written 1962” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I can play on grass - when I won Junior Wimbledon, that was an unbelievable feeling, I could not believe that I had won… — Grigor Dimitrov Copy Share Image
From the grasses in the field to the stars in the sky, each one is doing just that; and there is such profound peace… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I've never been one to stay in a complacent place where I just let the grass grow around me. — Tracy Lawrence Copy Share Image
After a few mouthfuls of moon-flavored air, even the stubbornly drowsy can find themselves wide-eyed.. All the normal noises of life were gone, leaving… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
He will hear the rain before he feels it, a clicking on the dry grass, on the olive leaves. — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
My featherbed is deep and soft, and there I’ll lay you down, I’ll dress you all in yellow silk and on your head a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Pay no heed to the passing religious vogue. Go back to the grass roots. Open your hearts and search the Scriptures. Bear your cross,… — Aiden Wilson Tozer Copy Share Image
There, in the center of that silence was not eternity but the death of time and a loneliness so profound the word itself had… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
The art music of the West has developed through out its history by means of individual geniuses, and out of the soil supporting them;… — Toru Takemitsu Copy Share Image
When you're winning the grass is greener, the cigars are sweeter and the girls are better looking! — Mark Grace Copy Share Image
I just can't recruit where there's grass around. You gotta have a concrete lawn before I feel comfortable enough to go in and talk… — Al McGuire Copy Share Image
