Best gold & cold Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Some days my thoughts are just cocoons -- all cold, and dull, and blind, They hang from dripping branches in the grey woods of my mind; And other days they drift and shine -- such free and flying things! I find the gold-dust in my hair, left by their brushing wings.”

Mind Left Hair Cold Gold Blind Wings Shining Woods Flying Dust Branches Dull Grey My Thoughts Of My Mind Dripping Cocoons Brushing Gold Dust

Book:Dreamers on Horseback: (collected Verse)

Source: Dreamers on Horseback: (collected Verse)

“Not what we think, but what we do, / Makes saints of us: all stiff and cold, / The outlines of the corpse show through / The cloth of gold.”

Thinking Shows Action Cold Gold Saint Corpses Outlines

Book:The Poetical Works of Alice and Phoebe Cary

Source: The Poetical Works of Alice and Phoebe Cary

“For the hearts of nurses are solid gold, / But their heels are flat and their hands are cold, / And their voices lilt with a lilt that's falser / Than the smile of an exhibition waltzer. / Yes, nurses can cure you, nurses restore you, / But nurses are bound that they do things for you.”

Heart Hands Voice Cold Gold Bounds Cures Flats Nurse Heels Exhibitions

Book:Stones from a glass house: new poems by Phyllis McGinley

Source: Stones from a glass house: new poems by Phyllis McGinley

“God said,--"Let there be light!" Grim darkness felt His might, And fled away; Then startled seas and mountains cold Shone forth, all bright in blue and gold, And cried--"'Tis day! 'tis day!" "Hail, holy light!" exclaim'd The thunderous cloud that flam'd O'er daisies white; And lo! the rose, in crimson dress'd, Lean'd sweetly on the lily's breast; And blushing murmur'd--Light!”

Said Light Might Felt White Darkness Sea Cold Holy Mountain Gold Dresses Blue Rose Clouds Breasts Cried Lilies Grim Hail Daisies Crimson Blushing Holy Light Blue And Gold

Book:The Poetical works

Source: The Poetical works

“When a child is born, it's born with a heart of gold, but the way of this world can turn that heart cold. I'm still a good person, and I thank God for that - He's working with me on it.”

World Way Heart Children Persons Stills Turns Born This World Cold Gold Thank God Good Person Heart Of Gold

Author:Tracy Morgan

“The sunlight on the garden Hardens and grows cold, We cannot cage the minute Within its nets of gold”

Time Grows Minutes Cold Garden Gold Sunlight Cages Old Time

Author:Louis MacNeice

“The Danaan children laugh, in cradles of wrought gold, And clap their hands together, and half close their eyes, For they will ride the North when the ger-eagle flies, With heavy whitening wings, and a heart fallen cold.”

Heart Children Hands Eye Together Half Laughing Cold Gold Wings Heavy Fallen Eagles Cradle Hands Together Whitening

Book:Early Poems

Source: Early Poems

“And sometimes I remember days of old When fellowship seemed not so far to seek, And all the world and I seemed much less cold, And at the rainbow's foot lay surely gold, And hope felt strong, and life itself not weak.”

World Sometimes Remember Strong Felt Feet Cold Weak Gold Lays Rainbow Fellowship

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Christina Rossetti (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Christina Rossetti (Illustrated)

“I don't have any simple things. I only have things like a gold-studded leather jacket. Then I'm going to Hawaii and I'm asking myself "Do I pack it? It could be cold." I'm inventing scenarios where I could wear it.”

Simple Cold Gold Asking Packs Hawaii Jackets Scenarios Leather Inventing Simple Things Leather Jackets

Author:Shaun White

“I think we should be organized in something called an Alliance Against Nuclear Terrorism. In the same way that NATO was the great alliance of the Cold War and served a great purpose then, we need now, in the war on terrorism, a new alliance, the mission of which would be to minimize the risk of nuclear terrorist attacks, and the members would agree to sign on to the gold standard.”

Thinking War Purpose Risk Cold Gold Agree Terrorism Terrorist Cold War War On Terror Nato War On Terrorism

Author:Graham T. Allison

“I wanted to be a great white hunter, a prospector for gold, or a slave trader. But then, when I was eight, my parents sent me to a boarding school in South Africa. It was the equivalent of a British public school with cold showers, beatings and rotten food. But what it also had was a library full of books.”

Book Wanted School Parent White Cold Gold Slave South Library Eight British South Africa Showers Hunters Public School Rotten Traders

Author:Wilbur Smith

“The sky outside the window was changing rapidly from deep, velvety blue to cold, steely gray and then, slowly, to pink shot with gold.”

Sky Cold Shots Window Gold Blue Gray

Author:J. K. Rowling

“Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.”

Men Looks Death White Blood Cold Red Gold Skins Lips Nightmare Yellow Locks Leprosy

Author:Samuel Taylor Coleridge

“From daydreams on the road there was no waking. He plodded on. He could remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar folds of the drapes at either side of the stage. She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned.”

Feels Hands Remember Stuff Sides Dark Stage Listening Cold Summer Gold Dresses Theatre Tall Waking Scent Lap Folds Freeze Daydreaming Stockings Remembers Everything Drapes

Book:The Road

Source: The Road

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword! Some kill their love when they are young, And some when they are old; Some strangle with the hands of Lust, Some with the hands of Gold: The kindest use a knife, because The dead so soon grow cold. Some love too little, some too long, Some sell, and others buy; Some do the deed with many tears, And some without a sigh: For each man kills the thing he loves, Yet each man does not die.”

Men Looks Littles Long Doe Use Hands Young Dies Grows Heard Tears Cold Kissing Gold Sells Brave Deeds Lust Bitter Coward Knives Sigh Flattering Brave Man

Author:Oscar Wilde

“I made it," you said, gruffly, "for you." You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something colourful and cold...a ring made entirely from a gemstone. It was beautiful. It glinted emerald greens and blood reds over my skin, and had tiny flecks of gold catching the light. I couldn't stop staring at it. "Why?" I asked. You didn't answer that. Instead you touched the ring gently and looked piercingly at me, unsaid questions in your eyes.”

Made Said Light Eye Beautiful Answers Blood Cold Gold Skins Fingers Tiny Rings Made It Staring Touched Catching Lumps Unsaid Emeralds Colourful

Author:Lucy Christopher

“All that glitters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life has sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold Had you been as wise as bold, Your in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been in'scroll'd Fare you well: your suit is cold.' Cold, indeed, and labour lost: Then, farewell, heat and welcome, frost!”

Source: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare Deluxe Annotated: Suitable for Home Reading, Academic Study, and Dramatic Productions

“Far over misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere break of day, To find our long-forgotten gold.”

Long Break Cold Mountain Gold Forgotten Dungeons Dwarves Misty Caverns Great Hobbit Misty Mountains

Book:The Hobbit: Illustrated by Alan Lee

Source: The Hobbit: Illustrated by Alan Lee

“Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land.”

Heart Stills Hands Lying Dies Stars Black Dark Sleep Lord Sun Failing Sea Land Wind Cold Bed Moon Stones Gold Bones Lifts Withered

Book:The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings

Source: The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings

“His [Death] voice is cold at first, John. It seems unfeeling. But if you listen without fear, you find that when he speaks, the most ordinary words become poetry. When he stands close to you, your life becomes a song, a praise. When he touches you, your smallest talents become gold; the most ordinary loves break your heart with their beauty.”

Ifs Firsts Heart Seems Song Speak Voice Break Talent Cold Ordinary Gold Praise Smallest Break Your Heart Unfeeling Ordinary Love

Author:Martine Leavitt

“Because like all whores you value propriety. You are creature of capitalism, the ethics of which are so totally corrupt and hypocritical that your beauty is no more than the beauty of gold, which is to say false and cold and useless.”

Values Cold Creatures Ethics Capitalism Gold Useless Propriety Hypocritical Ragtime

Book:Ragtime, The March, and Homer & Langley: Three Bestselling Novels

Source: Ragtime, The March, and Homer & Langley: Three Bestselling Novels

“Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold. The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells, In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells. The pines were roaring on the heights, The wind was moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread, The trees like torches blazed with light.”

“The value of the myth is that it takes all the things we know and restores to them the rich significance which has been hidden by ‘the veil of familiarity.’ The child enjoys his cold meat, otherwise dull to him, by pretending it is buffalo, just killed with his own bow and arrow. And the child is wise. The real meat comes back to him more savory for having been dipped in a story…by putting bread, gold, horse, apple, or the very roads into a myth, we do not retreat from reality: we rediscover it.”

Source: Image and Imagination

“Today at school I will learn to read at once; then tomorrow I will begin to write, and the day after tomorrow to cipher. Then with my acquirements I will earn a great deal of money, and with the first money I have in my pocket I will immediately buy for my papa a beautiful new cloth coat. But what am I saying? Cloth, indeed! It shall be all made of gold and silver, and it shall have diamond buttons. That poor man really deserves it; for to buy me books and to have me taught he has remained in his shirt sleeves... And in this cold! It is only fathers who are capable of such sacrifices!”

“Love, as is told by the seers of old, Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold, Flutters and flies in sunlit skies, Weaving round hearts that were one time cold.”

Love Life Heart Sky Cold Gold Rounds One Time Butterfly Weaving Seers Old Love

Author:Algernon Charles Swinburne

“The whole Mediterranean, the sculpture, the palm, the gold beads, the bearded heroes, the wine, the ideas, the ships, the moonlight, the winged gorgons, the bronze men, the philosophers - all of it seems to rise in the sour, pungent taste of these black olives between the teeth. A taste older than meat, older than wine. A taste as old as cold water.”

Source: Prospero's cell: a guide to the landscape and manners of the island of Corcyra

“Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!”

Hard Cold Gold Yellow Jewelry

Book:The Complete Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With a Biographical Sketch and Notes

Source: The Complete Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With a Biographical Sketch and Notes

“We were told that they wished merely to pass through our country. . . to seek for gold in the far west . . . Yet before the ashes of the council are cold, the Great Father is building his forts among us. . . . His presence here is . . . an insult to the spirits of our ancestors. Are we then to give up their sacred graves to be allowed for corn?”

Giving Country Spirit Father Building Cold Giving Up Gold Sacred West Graves Our Country Indian Insult Ancestor Ashes Council Corn American Indian Forts Great Father

Author:Red Cloud

“The terrible, cold, cruel part is Wall Street. Rivers of gold flow there from all over the earth, and death comes with it. There, as nowhere else, you feel a total absence of the spirit: herds of men who cannot count past three, herds more who cannot get past six, scorn for pure science and demoniacal respect for the present. And the terrible thing is that the crowd that fills the street believes that the world will always be the same and that it is their duty to keep that huge machine running, day and night, forever.”

“The Mask "Put off that mask of burning gold With emerald eyes." "O no, my dear, you make so bold To find if hearts be wild and wise, And yet not cold." "I would but find what's there to find, Love or deceit." "It was the mask engaged your mind, And after set your heart to beat, Not what's behind." "But lest you are my enemy, I must enquire." "O no, my dear, let all that be, What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?"”

Ifs Mind Heart Matter Eye Behinds Enemy Fire Wise Cold Beats Gold Dear Burning Engaged Mask Deceit What Matters Finding Love Emeralds

Book:The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats

Source: The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats

“Friendship is a priceless gift, that cannot be bought or sold. But it's value is far greater than a mountain made of gold. For gold is cold and lifeless, it can neither see nor hear. And in time of trouble, it is powerless to cheer. So when you ask God for a gift, be thankful if he sends not diamonds, pearls or riches, but the love of real true friends.”

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