Best gold & rivers Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

Source: Plutarch's Lives

“Our plenteous streams a various race supply, The bright-eyed perch with fins of Tyrian dye, The silver eel, in shining volumes roll'd, The yellow carp, in scales bedropp'd with gold, Swift trouts, diversified with crimson stains, And pikes, the tyrants of the wat'ry plains.”

Source: The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope Volume I: Easyread Super Large 18pt Edition

“Speak not, move not, but listen, the sky is full of gold. No ripple on the river, no stir in field or fold, All gleams but naught doth glisten, but the far-off unseen sea. Forget days past, heart broken, put all memory by! No grief on the green hillside, no pity in the sky, Joy that may not be spoken fills mead and flower and tree.”

Heart May Past Moving Joy Speak Memories Forget Grief Tree Sea Sky Fields Flower Broken Rivers Gold Green Pity Unseen Folds Ripple Gleam Heart Broke Mead Glisten

Author:William Morris

“Often, we try to repair broken things in such a way as to conceal the repair and make it “good as new.” But the tea masters understood that by repairing the broken bowl with the distinct beauty of radiant gold, they could create an alternative to “good as new” and instead employ a “better than new” aesthetic. They understood that a conspicuous, artful repair actually adds value. Because after mending, the bowl's unique fault lines were transformed into little rivers of gold that post repair were even more special because the bowl could then resemble nothing but itself.”

Way Trying Littles Values Lines Special Masters Broken Unique Understood Rivers Gold Add Faults Alternatives Tea Posts Aesthetic Transformed Bowls Radiant Mending Repairing Broken Things

Author:Teresita Fernandez

“People find gold in fields, veins, river beds, and pockets. Whichever, it takes work to get it out.”

People Fields Bed Rivers Gold Pockets Veins

Author:Art Linkletter

“Oh yeah - you have to write every day. Or every weekday. Because writing is a job. It's not eureka moments over and over. It's grueling work, panning for gold. You just keep at it and eventually you get a few grains. Or flakes. Or whatever gold looks like in rivers. Or maybe it's like fishing. Who cares? You just have to do it every day because you never know which day is going to be your productive day.”

Knows Writing Looks Moments Care Jobs Rivers Gold Yeah Productive Fishing Over It Grain Who Cares Flakes Weekdays

Author:Tim Schafer

“The science of politics is the one science that is deposited by the streams of history, like the grains of gold in the sand of a river; and the knowledge of the past, the record of truths revealed by experience, is eminently practical, as an instrument of action and a power that goes to making the future.”

Action Past Records Rivers Gold Instruments Practicals Streams Sand Grain Knowledge Of The Past Truth Revealed

Book:Lectures on Modern History: Great Event

Source: Lectures on Modern History: Great Event

“If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can I prize thy love more than whole mines of Gold. Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold repay, Then while we live, in love let's so persevere That when we live no more, we may live ever.”

Ifs Men Way Giving May I Can Two Whole Death Heaven Love Is Wife Mines Ought Rivers Gold Rewards East Riches Thee Compare Prize Persevere Manifold Quench Recompense

Book:To My Husband and Other Poems

Source: To My Husband and Other Poems

“The woman turned and went slowly into the house. As she passed the doors she turned and looked back. Grave and thoughtful was her glance, as she looked on the king with cool pity in here eyes. Very fair was her face, and her long hair was like a river of gold. Slender and tall she was in her white robe girt with silver; but strong she seemed and stern as steel, a daughter of kings.”

Source: The Two Towers: Being the Second Part of The Lord of the Rings

“I have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen. When you go through the streets No one recognizes you. No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks At the carpet of red gold That you tread as you pass, The nonexistent carpet. And when you appear All the rivers sound In my body, bells Shake the sky, And a hymn fills the world. Only you and I, Only you and I, my love, Listen to it.”

World Looks Body Sound Sky Streets Red Rivers Gold Queens Shakes Bells Crowns Carpet Crystals Hymns

Book:The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan

Source: The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan

“Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod, one night sailed off in a wooden shoe; Sailed off on a river of crystal light into a sea of dew. "Where are you going and what do you wish?" the old moon asked the three. "We've come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea. Nets of silver and gold have we," said Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod.”

Said Light Beautiful Night Three Wish Sea Moon Rivers Gold Shoes Fishes Silver Crystals One Night Dew Herring Wooden Shoes

Book:The Works of Eugene Field Vol. IV: Poems of Childhood

Source: The Works of Eugene Field Vol. IV: Poems of Childhood

“Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love or a passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convinced that even the smallest particle of the surrounding world was charged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, and one would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind- loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by the high, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, so many and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like fireflies in the perfumed heat of summer night.”

Source: Collected Poems

“In 1847, two years before the greedy rush for gold began in California, the Mormons quietly began irrigating Utah's Salt Lake Valley. In a sense, they were the first American irrigators of any significance. And their knowledge about the art of applying water to land has spread throughout the world.”

World Years Firsts Art Two Water Land Rain Rivers Gold Spread California Lakes Two Years Significance Valleys Salt Greedy Utah

Author:Stuart Campbell

“Some sang too that Thror and Thrain would come back one day and gold would flow in rivers, through the mountain-gates, and all that land would be filled with new song and new laughter. But this pleasant legend did not much affect their daily business.”

Would Be Song Land One Day Mountain Laughter Flow Rivers Gold Filled Pleasant Gates Legends New Songs Daily Business

Book:The Hobbit

Source: The Hobbit

“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.”

“But there still prevails, even in nations well acquainted with commerce, a strong jealousy with regard to the balance of trade, and a fear, that all their gold and silver may be leaving them. This seems to me, almost in every case, a groundless apprehension; and I should as soon dread, that all our springs and rivers should be exhausted, as that money should abandon a kingdom where there are people and industry.”

Source: Essays Moral, Political, Literary: Revision of Great Book

“Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure; And spring comes green again to trees and grasses Where petals have been shed like tears And lonely birds have sung their grief. ...After the war-fires of three months, One message from home is worth a ton of gold. ...I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin To hold the hairpins any more.”

May Has Beens War Country Home Three White Grief Fire Tree Tears Hair Months Messages Spring Bird Rivers Lonely Gold Green Endure Hills Grass Shed Strokes Three Months Petals White Hair

Author:Du Fu

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