Hills Quote by William Blake Download Open image “The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laugh'd And all the hills echoed” — William Blake ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Hills Laughing Littles
“WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“Great laughter rang from all sides. I wondered what the Spirit of the Mountain was thinking, and looked up and saw jackpines in the moon, and saw ghosts of old miners, and wondered about it. IN the whole eastern dark wall of the Divide this night there was silence and the whisper of the wind, except in the ravine where… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
Together, joined in effort by the burden, they staggered up the last steep of the mountain. Together, they chanted One! Two! Three! and crashed… — William Golding Copy Share Image
“They crawled toward each other, and then with some unspoken understanding, both pushed off the floor with their hands and stood. Four parents and… — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
They whirled past the dark trees, as feathers would be swept before a hurricane. Houses, gates, churches, hay-stacks, objects of every kind they shot… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“As far as she could see, children mostly argued, shouted, ran around very fast, laughed loudly, picked their noses, got dirty and sulked.” — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
To a happy war!" Their laughter flowed out into the night and reached into the pass through the Dancing Maidens, where it echoed around… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
“Then the creatures of the high air answered to the battle, foretelling the destruction that would be done that day; and the sea chattered of the losses, and the waves gave heavy shouts keening them, and the water-beasts roared to one another, and the rough hills creaked with the danger of the battle, and the woods trembled mourning the heroes,… — Augusta Gregory Copy Share
We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“People laughed less and grumbled more, sang less and shouted more, and the sounds they made grew louder and uglier. It became difficult to… — Norton Juster Copy Share Image
“ Ride! ' went the call, and the individuals of the troop became a single lurching, streaming mass of horseflesh pounding toward the trees. The first of the men reached the tree line moments before the sound became a roar, the crack and crash of stones, of huge granite boulders large enough to smash into other parts of the cliff… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share
“They were happy, I thought. As a child, laughter is all you need as proof of happiness. As a child you don't know there… — Faiqa Mansab Copy Share Image
Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh. — William Blake Copy Share Image
The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment. — William Blake Copy Share Image
The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Cruelty has a human heart, and jealousy a human face. Terror, the human form divine, And secrecy, the human dress. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs… — William Blake Copy Share Image
I saw above a sea of hills A solitary planet shine, And there was no one, near or far, to keep the world from… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
"Summer Sisters" is probably my least autobiographical book. The whole idea started with rowing down the pond. And I heard an explosion. I don't… — Judy Blume Copy Share Image
Being fit is the easiest part of being a dance professional. I used to just throw on a backpack full of rocks and run… — Anton du Beke Copy Share Image
Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills.… — Cesare Pavese Copy Share Image
Flowers are the alphabet of angels, whereby they write on the hills and fields mysterious truths. — Benjamin Franklin Copy Share Image
I have thought that wild flowers might be the alphabet of angels, — whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious truths, which it… — Benjamin Franklin Copy Share Image
I'm just, like, totally normal. The fact that any of this has happened, that we're sitting here at the Beverly Hills Hotel just gets… — Gwen Stefani Copy Share Image
He really is terribly heavy going. Like running up hill in roller skates. — Alan Ayckbourn Copy Share Image
The foundation of the Christian's peace is everlasting; it is what no time, no change can destroy. It will remain when the body dies;… — Jonathan Edwards Copy Share Image
Jack and Jill ran up the hill, both for a little fun. Jack's plan was deception while Jill sought affection. And Jack wouldn't quit… — Laurie Faria Stolarz Copy Share Image
It was lonely on the hill, and cold. And all you could do was keep going. You could scream, cry, and stamp your feet,… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
Climbing has worked for me in a number of ways on Capitol Hill. I'm much more inclined to look at what people do, as… — Mark Udall Copy Share Image
