Share this sentence
— Horace"Deep in the cavern of the infant's breast; the father's nature lurks, and lives anew."
Discover more quotes
Previous Quote
She plunged into a sea of platitudes, and with the powerful breast stroke of a channel swimmer made her confident way towards the white cliffs of the obvious.
— W. Somerset Maugham
Next Quote
You lay, a small knuckle on my white bed; lay, that fist like a snail, small and strong at my breast. Your lips are animals; you are fed with love. At first, hunger is not wrong.
— Anne Sexton
Loading recommended content...