William Cullen Bryant Quotes
When April winds
Grew soft, the maple burst into a flush
Of scarlet flowers. The tulip tree, high up,
Opened in airs of June her multitude
Of golden chalices to humming-birds
And silken-wing'd insects of the sky.
William Cullen Bryant
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She said it had been hijacked shortly after takeoff. By this time, the plane had been in the air - again, I'm presuming that it took off on time - for over an hour.
Ted Olson
COPD includes chronic bronchitis, emphysema, or both. Over time, it makes it harder and harder to breathe because less air is able to flow in and out of the lungs.
Caitlyn Jenner
My mother had a great voice. Not like mine, not like my sister's, not like my son's - a high soprano voice, but like a bird. I mean, really beautiful.
Barbra Streisand
The world is full of people who never quite get into the first team and who just miss the prizes at the flower show.
Jacob Bronowski
Unfortunately, the rights to 'System Shock' trademark and copyright are both up in the air.
Warren Spector
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
Omar Khayyam
Adam was a super being when God created him...he had dominion over the fowls of the air which means he used to fly...well of course how could you have dominion over the birds and not be able to do what they do. Adam flew into space, with one thought he would be on the moon.
Benny Hinn
Pranayama is the practice of breath control. The word prana refers not only to breath, but also to air and life itself.
Christy Turlington
On the television planet, where men make up the tribe, the law of the caveman rules. So, for a woman coming from another world, without experience or cunning, to succeed gradually in gaining control over what is to be taped, what goes out over the air, what is said without censorship, is an epic feat.
Cristina Saralegui
The purportedly free was seldom as represented.
Jack Vance
I wouldn't have gone to a Division I school if I didn't have scholarship help. We couldn't afford it.
Ashton Eaton
When April winds
Grew soft, the maple burst into a flush
Of scarlet flowers. The tulip tree, high up,
Opened in airs of June her multitude
Of golden chalices to humming-birds
And silken-wing'd insects of the sky.
William Cullen Bryant