Bed Quote by Walter de La Mare Download Open image “Three jolly huntsmen, In coats of red, Rode their horses Up to bed.” — Walter de La Mare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bed Coats Horse Jolly Red Three
“They pulled the wet saddles off the horses and hobbled them and walked off in separate directions through the chaparral to stand spraddle legged clutching their knees and vomiting. The browsing horses jerked their heads up. It was no sound they’d ever heard before. In the grey twilight those retchings seemed to echo like the calls of some rude provisional… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“He ducked down under the wooden slats used to separate the stalls in the barn and crawled into the adjacent stall where he began rubbing the belly of the chestnut mare. "Lay down, Lady. Please . . . it's awful cold tonight. Please lay down." The mare complied as she always did to the soothing tone in his voice. Drawing… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share
Again the early-morning sun was generous with it's warmth. All the sounds dear to a horseman were around me-the snort of the horses as… — Wynford Vaughan-Thomas Copy Share Image
“It was in America that horses first roamed. A million years before the birth of man, they grazed the vast plains of wiry grass… — Nicholas Evans Copy Share Image
“The roofed passageway to the stables was empty, and smelled comfortably of clean hay and horses. The stables were dark, lit by a single… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Hunt looked like a man who had visited many woman's beds and knew exactly what to do in them. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“In the morning Hunter awoke to find his blue-eyes curled up against his side, only the tip of her nose and a tangle of… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
Old muleskinners told how the mules were waiting at the shaft when they arrived each morning. They wanted relief from the heat, deerflies and… — Harry Anderson Copy Share Image
“In the forest, while the others settled the baskets and dishtowels under the trees, Jacques helped Michel rub down the horses and fasten around… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“Men slept at night. They sat when they ate. They ate meat that was cooked, not raw. Wolves didn’t sleep at night. They crouched… — Sarah Noffke Copy Share Image
Years and years ago, when I was a boy, when there were wolves in Wales, and birds the color of red-flannel petticoats whisked past… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“In these days of faith-cures, and hypnotism, and telepathy, and subliminalities – why, the simple old world grows very confusing. But rarely, very rarely novel.” — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
“When indeed you positively press your face, so to speak, against the crystalline window of your eyes, your mind is apt to become a… — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
What is the world, O soldiers? It is I, I, this incessant snow, This northern sky. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
“Away There is no sorrow Time heals never; No loss, betrayal, Beyond repair. Balm for the soul, then, Though grave shall sever Lover from… — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
“Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller, Knocking on the moonlit door.” — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
As long as I live I shall always be My Self - and no other, Just me. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
“Lawford had soundlessly stolen a pace or two nearer, and by stopping forward he could, each in turn, scrutinize the little intent company sitting… — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote,… — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
We wake and whisper awhile, But, the day gone by, Silence and sleep like fields Of amaranth lie. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
“A poor old Widow in her weeds Sowed her garden with wild-flower seeds; Not too shallow, and not too deep, And down came April… — Walter de la Mare Copy Share Image
Once a man strays out of the common herd, he's more likely to meet wolves in the thickets than angels. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share Image
Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time. — Frederic Raphael Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Leave a cavity behind the [wall] facings, and on the inside build walls two feet thick, made of red dimension stone or burnt brick… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“To all the secret writers, late-night painters, would-be singers, lapsed and scared artists of every stripe, dig out your paintbrush, or your flute, or… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
“In the parking lot, she drove and parked in a dark area with no other cars around. She reclined her seat, and listened to… — Tao Lin Copy Share Image
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share Image
I have to meditate before I go to bed, always. I have to let the day go and let the eternal in. — Bellamy Young Copy Share Image
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image