His head was boiled, impaled upon a pole and raised above London Bridge. So ended the life of Thomas More, one of the few Londoners upon whom sainthood has been conferred and the first English layman to be beatified as a martyr. Peter Ackroyd beatifyboilbridge share on social
His head was full of larceny, but his feet were honest. Arthur Baer footfullhead Change image and share on social
His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind. Anne Bronte breathcurlfinger Change image and share on social
His huff arrived and he departed in it. Alexander Woollcott arrivedeparthuff Change image and share on social
His ignorance was as remarkable as his knowledge. Arthur Conan Doyle ignoranceknowledgeremarkable Change image and share on social
His imagination conceived and bore - worlds; but nothing in these worlds became alive until he discovered its true and living name. The name was the breath of life; and, sooner or later, he invariably found it. Algernon H. Blackwood alivebearbreath share on social
His insomnia was so bad, he couldn't sleep during office hours. Arthur Baer badhourinsomnia Change image and share on social
His last 2 shows in the U.S. were in Chicago and St. Louis. I don't know what made me go on the trip with him, but I'm so very glad I did. They were two of the finest concerts I've ever seen. Nancy Sinatra chicagoconcertfine Change image and share on social
His letter was like the shock produced by a cold bath. Duff Green bathcoldletter Change image and share on social
