“ The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks,They are all fire and every one doth shine,But there's but one in all doth hold his place. ”
- William Shakespeare- Copy
- 125
“ All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renewed shall be the blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king. ”
- J.R.R. Tolkien- Copy
- 2.6K
“ The early mist had vanished and the fields lay like a silver shield under the sun. It was one of the days when the glitter of winter shines through a pale haze of spring. ”
- Edith Wharton- Copy
- 857
“ Fortune is like glass — the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken. ”
- Publilius Syrus- Copy
- 1.5K
“ Sense shines with a double luster when it is set in humility. An able and yet humble man is a jewel worth a kingdom. ”
- William Penn- Copy
- 3.1K
“ The yellow glistens.It glistens with various yellows,Citrons, oranges and greensFlowering over the skin. ”
- Wallace Stevens- Copy
- 329
“ Kindle the taper like the steadfast star Ablaze on evening's forehead o'er the earth, And add each night a lustre till afar An eightfold splendor shine above thy hearth. ”
- Emma Lazarus- Copy
- 1.3K
“ Personality is the glitter that sends your little gleam across the footlights and the orchestra pit into that big black space where the audience is. ”
- Mae West- Copy
- 2K
“ People are like stained glass windows: they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light within. ”
- Elizabeth Kubler Ross- Copy
- 2.2K
“ She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. ”
- Frank Deford- Copy
- 3.9K
“ There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been! ”
- Percy Bysshe Shelley- Copy
- 1.9K
“ The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms timidly, and struggles to the light amid the thorns. ”
- George Santayana- Copy
- 1.8K
“ The city is loveliest when the sweet death racket begins. Her own life lived in defiance of nature, her electricity, her frigidaires, her soundproof walls, the glint of lacquered nails, the plumes that wave across the corrugated sky. Here in the coffin depths grow the everlasting flowers sent by telegraph. ”
- Henry Miller- Copy
- 820
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