Dew Quote by Victor Hugo Download Open image “Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower.” — Victor Hugo ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dew Flower Lips Openness Soul
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated: Death lies on her like an untimely… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Her lips like a dew on a red rose Her eyes like a rainbow In every drop of rain walking goddess glistened like a… — Kshanasurya Copy Share Image
“The soft trembling feel of her lips sends lightning down my spine. And I soar, fly, and die of happiness all in the same… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
She brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning in a witches' brew,… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“She was blind and insensible to many things, and dimly knew it; but to all that was light and air, perfume and colour, every… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is… — Nikita Gill Copy Share Image
“She breathed in the crisp autumn air, hoping the loveliness of nature would somehow cleanse her soul and overshadow her sorrow.” — J.E.B. Spredemann Copy Share Image
Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power,… — Robert Greene Copy Share Image
“For her too, she had words on her lips, which died unborn, lay in her mind and turned to poison.” — Cora Sandel Copy Share Image
“My lover is like a flower that at the peak time it is luminous like her skin, shines just like her eyes and teeth,… — Moeenuddinahmed Copy Share Image
“But she would wake in the morning one day and feel her blood running, feel herself lying open like a flower unsheathed in the… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“There is still a certain grace in a dead festival. It has been happy.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“First I loved women, then animals, and now I love stones. They're just as amusing as women and animals and they're much less trecherous.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nature is pitiless; she never withdraws her flowers, her music, her fragrance, and her sunlight from before human cruelty or suffering. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life, and patience for the small ones. And when you have finished your daily task, go to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“For love is like a tree; it grows of itself; it send its roots deep into our being, and often continues to grow green… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Loving in ignorance, she loved with all the more passion. She did not know whether it was good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A ship's engine far away on the water expands the summer-night horizon. Both joy and sorrow swell in the dew's magnifying glass. Without really… — Tomas Transtromer Copy Share Image
Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great drops of dew to bruise… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Life is fragile, like the dew hanging delicately on the grass, crystal drops that will be carried away on the first morning breeze. — Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche Copy Share Image
It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
Two roses on one slender spray In sweet communion grew, Together hailed the morning ray And drank the evening dew. — James Montgomery Copy Share Image
Imagine a multidimensiona l spider's web in the early morning covered with dew drops. And every dew drop contains the reflection of all the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Through her, in microcosm, the wide earth sobbed. The starglobe sank in her; the colours faded. The death-dew rose and the wild birds in… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
You don't know why, but you know you have to go home. It's an eternal longing. It's Marvell's drop of dew wanting to go… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean?… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,' said the dewdrop to… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
