Famous Quotes & Sayings

David Robertson

It could come down all at once in the rain storms on Friday, who knows.

Richard Wilbur

Happy in all that ragged, loose collapse of water, the fountain, its effortless descent and flatteries of spray...

Rich Mullins

Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands, suns that rise and rains that fall to bless and bring to life Your land. Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made blue for the sky and the color green that fills Your fields with praise.

Roald Dahl

Rainbow drops - suck them and you can spit in six different colours.

Tori Amos

Years go by Will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by If I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds Raining in head Years go by Will I choke on my tears Till finally there is nothing left One more casualty You know we're too easy Easy Easy

Robert Lowell

The Lord survives the rainbow of His will.

Sara Teasdale

Oh to be free of myself, With nothing left to remember, To have my heart as bare As a tree in December; Resting, as a tree rests After its leaves are gone, Waiting no more for a rain at night Nor for the red at dawn.

Sandra Tsing Loh

here are the top three global resources getting scarcer in the twenty-first century: ozone layer, rain forest, people eager to read the fiction of others. That's right, folks. For the first time in I believe written history, there are far more fiction writers on earth than fiction readers.

Warren Buffett

Opportunities come infrequently. When it rains gold, put out the bucket, not the thimble

Joe Girardi

He's got no fear. He could throw all of his pitches over at any time. He opened a lot of eyes this spring. He's come a long way in a short period of time.

Margarita Chaves

His pupils were dilated. I'll never forget that look in his eyes.

William Wilberforce

The objects of the present life fill the human eye with a false magnification because of their immediacy.

Carl Jung

But the moment our eyes meet, I'm right back under his spell, a helpless hunk of steel to his irresistible magnet.

Carl Jung

He looks at me, the light in his eyes fractures into millions of bits—a kaleidoscope of darkness that may never be fixed.

Willie Nelson

We may have been poor, but my sister, Bobbie, and I were taught to hold our heads up high. Whether you're young or old, when you meet someone, you look 'em in the eye and speak up so you can be heard. When you look a person in the eye, you're not trying to hide who you are, plus you get a pretty good idea of who they are.

Christy Romano

I have good eyes, so I usually play them up so they stand out. I do a liner around the top of my eye and half way into the bottom.

Hank Williams

I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eye and shoot him with my ole forty-five.

Chuck Price

I don't know that we're seeing eye to eye on value. I think we're close.

Ben Cohen

I can get my dog's hair cut, my wife can get her nails done, I can get a po' boy, but there's no place to get justice.

Troy Polamalu

My hair has become part of my identity; it's almost an appendage to me.

Rick Riordan

The driver got out smiling. He looked about seventeen or eighteen, and for a second, I had the uneasy feeling it was Luke, my old enemy. This guy had the same sandy hair and outdoorsy good looks. But it wasn't Luke. His smile was brighter and more playful. (Luke didn't do much more than scowl and sneer these days.) The Maserati driver wore jeans and loafers and a sleeveless T-shirt. "Wow" Thalia muttered. Apollo Is hot." "He's the sun god," I said. "That's not what I meant.

Willie Geist

Guy Fieri's hair is the front lawn to hell.

Vladimir Mayakovsky

There’s no grandfatherly fondness in me, There are no gray hairs in my soul! Shaking the world with my voice and grinning, I pass you by, - handsome, Twentytwoyearold.

William Golding

The water rose further and dressed Simon's coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble...

Wilferd Peterson

You hold in your hand the camel's-hair brush of a painter of Life. You stand before the vast white canvas of Time. The paints are your thoughts, emotions and acts.

Troy Garity

Gel doesn't work in my hair because it has a life of its own.

Trenton Lee Stewart

She was a thin woman in a mustard-yellow suit, with a yellowish complexion, short-cropped rusty red hair, and a stiff posture. She reminded Reynie of a giant walking pencil.