Quotes of: Tale Keyword

The power of music, whether joyous or cathartic must steal on one unawares, come spontaneously as a blessing or a grace--

Musicophilia: Tales of Music and the Brain

the fragrance in my words is not me But a reflection of your soul The scent of jasmine is the beauty of your heart That is the source of soulful you

SoulBliss: a poetic tale of cosmic love

Because home is where your heart is. And one heart can work wonders when it's beating strongly. And the sweet fairy tales can become true

Sands of Passion

Let's face it -- if I could scrap in a full-length bodysuit, I would.

Snippets: Mostly True Tales from the Lighter Side of Scrapbooking

That was supposed to be the whole purpose of the Internet, you know. To share scientific information." "Not a Viagra- and porn-delivery system?

The Stupidest Angel: A Heartwarming Tale of Christmas Terror

No matter how much bullying they inflict on my body, as long as I have this hope, I can endure any pain.

A Tale for the Time Being

An unfinished book. left unattended, turns feral, and she would need all her focus, will and ruthless determination to tame it again.

A Tale for the Time Being

As I bathe myself I pray with all beings that we can purify body and mind and clean ourselves inside and out.

A Tale for the Time Being

Information is a lot like water; it's hard to hold on to, and hard to keep from leaking away.

A Tale for the Time Being

the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.

A Tale of Two Cities

I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.

A Tale of Two Cities

A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it.

A Tale of Two Cities

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going.

A Tale of Two Cities

That glorious vision of doing good is so often the sanguine mirage of so many good minds.

A Tale of Two Cities

Not knowing how he lost himself, or how he recovered himself, he may never feel certain of not losing himself again.

A Tale of Two Cities

The world is dark, and light is precious. Come closer, dear reader. You must trust me. I am telling you a story.

The Tale of Despereaux

He was her father after all. True, a father whose funeral rite she planned to dance at and toast with ale, but her father just the same.

A Tale Of Two Dragons

Desperaux," she said. He saw his name on her lips. "I honor you," whispered Desperaux. "I honor you.

The Tale of Despereaux

The worst thing about talk ... is that there's no way to lay it to rest. Every fresh breeze brings a new speculation.

The Tale of Hill Top Farm

There is a wisdom in children, a kind of knowing, a kind of believing, that we, as adults, do not have. There is a time when a kingdom needs its children.

A Tale Dark & Grimm

In a sense who you are has always been a story that you told to yourself. Now your self is a story that you tell to others.

Paradise Tales: and Other Stories