Bones Quote by Thomas Bailey Aldrich Download Open image “The ocean moans over dead men's bones.” — Thomas Bailey Aldrich ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bones Men Ocean
The sea cries with its meaningless voice, Treating alike its dead and its living — Ted Hughes Copy Share Image
Men really need sea-monsters in their personal oceans. An ocean without its unnamed monsters would be like a completely dreamless sleep. — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
The sea is the same as it has been since before men ever went on it in boats. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
The ocean, whose tides respond, like women's menses, to the pull of the moon, the ocean which corresponds to the amniotic fluid in which… — Adrienne Rich Copy Share Image
“The cruelty of men had infected the land, and sea only swept in sharp waves to the shores.” — Gayendra Abeywardane Copy Share Image
“The tide goes out imperceptibly. The boulders show and seem to rise up and the ocean recedes leaving little pools, leaving wet weed and… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“The shore whispers to the sea: “Write to me what your waves struggle to say.” The sea writes in foam again and again and… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird's throat; Since Eden's freshness and man's fall No rose has been… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
There is no man at once so unselfish and selfish as a man in love. — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
I have frequently noticed how circumstances conspire to help a man, or a boy, when he has thoroughly resolved on doing a thing. — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
Everywhere on the Continent, the tourist is looked upon as a bird to be plucked, and presently the bird himself feebly comes to regard… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
Imagine all human beings swept off the face of the earth, excepting one man. Imagine this man in some vast city, New York or… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
The possession of gold has ruined fewer men than the lack of it. — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
“..Fell over the prostrate steersman, and there we all lay in a heep, two or three of us quite picturesque with the nosebleed.” — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
A man should have duties outside of himself; without them, he is a mere balloon, inflated with thin egotism and drifting nowhere. — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
Great thoughts in crude, unshapely verse set forth lose half their preciousness, and ever must, unless the diamond with its own rich dust be… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
So I sit there kicked my heels, thinking about New Orleans, and watching a morbid blue-bottle fly attempt to commit suicide by butting his… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
One of the best moments of any Liars show is hearing the crowd squawk 'We're doomed! We're doomed!' on cue during 'We Fenced Other… — Rob Sheffield Copy Share Image
May nothing entice me till I happily make my way to Jesus Christ! Fire, cross, struggles with wild beasts, wrenching of bones, mangling of… — Ignatius of Antioch Copy Share Image
Can you imagine any better example of divine creative accomplishment that the consummate flying machine that is a bird? The skeleton, very flexible and… — Guy Murchie Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
Men are fair, and they have learned not to personalize anger - they can disagree with you and argue to the bone, but afterward… — Warren Farrell Copy Share Image
I separated the joints, the arm joints, the leg joints, and had to do two boilings. I think I used four boxes of Soilex… — Jeffrey Dahmer Copy Share Image
One of my favorite poets, Neruda, writes close to the bone. Though I know only a little Spanish, I like to compare the Spanish… — Anita Diament Copy Share Image
Death and burial were a public spectacle. Shakespeare may have seen for himself the gravediggers at St Ann's, Soho, playing skittles with skulls and… — Catharine Arnold Copy Share Image
REVIEW, v.t. To set your wisdom (holding not a doubt of it./ Although in truth there's neither bone nor skin to it)/ At work… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
