It almost alarms me how free I feel on the ice. I don't think about the hospital or the groceries or the kids--I'm just in touch w...ith myself. It's exciting when your whole body is moving in synchronous motion.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Hope" is the thing with feathers-- That perches in the soul--... And sings the tunes without the words-- And never stops--at all--LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown yellow... Above the swelling stream; And ragged are the bushes, And rusty now the rushes, And wild the clouded gleam.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice.... From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
These growing feathers plucked from Caesar's wing Will make him fly an ordinary pitch,... Who else would soar above the view of men, And keep us all in servile fearfulness.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great... Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I do not suppose that I have attained to obscurity, but I should be proud if no more fatal fault were found with my pages ... than... was found with the Walden ice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And he was driven from men, and did eat grass as oxen, and his body was wet with the dew of heaven, till his hairs were grown like... eagles' feathers, and his nails like birds' claws.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »