How Low am I, thou painted Maypole? Speak:How Low am I? I am not yet so Low
But that my Nails can reach unto thine Eyes — William Shakespeare
Don't confuse a kid whining for a treat with the argument of a rigorous, logical mind, he had said, as logical as ever.
— Miyuki Miyabe
Eyes skip a low-key profile.
— Toba Beta
Dreams don't always have to exist while the sun's down and your eyes are shut.
— Alexander William Gaskarth
The best thing you can probably do is keep a low profile, keep your eyes and ears open, your mouth shut, and you will learn a ton. — CM Punk
I'm not an extravagant man. The fact that I can have a coffee out whenever I want still makes me feel grateful. — Peter Capaldi
Graham let out another low growl as his eyes glowed with desire. Come Here! — Lia Davis
Soft closer of our eyes! Low murmur of tender lullabies! — John Keats
Possibilities play a much bigger role in thinking than most people believe. Without possibilities you cannot make progress. — Edward De Bono
Harley's eyes widened in horror, and a low moan of fear escaped his mouth. The back alley was filled with a vision from Hell. — Alan Kinross
Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes! Then fire low! — Israel Putnam
She looked across the table the same time Ash looked up, dark eyebrows coming down low over blazing blue eyes. She grinned. Checkmate. — Joannah Miley
I was three. What did I know? Ronan turned away, lashes low over his eyes, expression hidden, burdened by being born, not made. — Maggie Stiefvater
What do you want?""You." His voice was soft, low. His eyes were intense and watchful. — Donna Grant
Be safe, she whispered. Then she closed her eyes and said in a low, broken monotone, I love you.Kailani
Siobhan Fallon — Siobhan Fallon
You are what you desire. You may live with desires and determine all that you want;
But your actions determine what and how much you receive. — Gian Kumar
If you're frightened of the countless number of books in the library, you'll never write anything, until you close your eyes and hold the pen. — Michael Bassey Johnson
Our laughter dissolves into a crackling current that steals my breath away. Our eyes lock, and heat pools low in my belly. — Lisa Renee Jones
I started playing harp about fourteen years ago. — Joanna Newsom
