“The garden rose may richly bloom In cultured soil and genial air, To cloud the light of Fashion's room Or droop in Beauty's midnight hair, In lonelier grace, to sun and dew The sweetbrier on the hillside shows Its single leaf and fainter hue, Untrained and wildly free, yet still a sister rose!” MayStillsShowsLightRoomsSunGraceAirFashionHairGardenRoseCloudsSoilLeafsMidnightDewHue Book:The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier Source: The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier
“As if our happiness, our good fortune, might rub off, contestants ask us for a light: they brush up against us in the halls, pull strands of hair off our clothing. Whenever we leave our bed, our room -- not often -- two or three are sure to be lurking just outside our door.” IfsTwoLightMightThreeAsksRoomsDoorsHairBedFortuneHallsClothingsBrushesGood FortuneStrandsLurkingContestants Author:Kelly Link
“I took Eugene Sue's Arthur from the reading-room. It's indescribable, enough to make you vomit. You have to read this to realize the pitifulness of money, success, and the public. Literature has become consumptive. It spits and slobbers, covers its blisters with salve and sticking-plaster, and has grown bald from too much hair-slicking. It would take Christ of art to cure this leper.” WritingArtEnoughReadingLiteratureChristRealizingRoomsToo MuchHairCuresSpitArthurIndescribableLeperPlastersBlistersReading Room Author:Gustave Flaubert
“Having no room of my own to "take care of things" had begun to weigh on me. I wondered if storing up semen would have a health impact on me, positive or negative, like shinier hair or weight gain.” IfsCareMy OwnRoomsPositiveHairGainsNegativeWeightImpactCaringTake CareTake Care Of YourselfWeighingCaring Too Much Book:Openly Straight Source: Openly Straight
“At bed-time I went into my room and put out the light. I didn't get undressed. I lay on my bed and looked out of the window at the stars. I read in a book that the stars can take you anywhere. I've never wanted to be an astronaut because of the helmets. If I were up there on the moon, or by the Milky Way, I'd want to feel the stars round my head. I'd want them in my hair the way they are in paintings of the gods. I'd want my whole body to feel the space, the empty space and points of light. That's how dancers must feel, dancers and acrobats, just for a second, that freedom.” IfsWayWantFeelsBookWholeBodyLightWantedStarsSpaceRoomsPaintingHairBedMoonWindowEmptyLaysRoundsDancerAstronautHelmetEmpty SpaceMilky WayPoints Of LightBed Time Author:Jeanette Winterson
“The house was immaculate, as always, not a stray hair anywhere, not a flake of dandruff or a crumpled towel. Even the roses on the dining-room table held their breath. A kind of airless cleanliness that always made me want to sneeze.” WantKindMadeHouseRoomsHairBreathsTablesRoseDishesCleanlinessDiningTowelsFlakesImmaculateDining Rooms Book:Vintage Cisneros Source: Vintage Cisneros