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“Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to be a spring of flowing water that the thirsty pass by, and from which they avoid drinking.”

People Wells Would Be Water Easier Spring Stones Drinking Dry Thirsty Flowing Water

Author:Khalil Gibran

“An old earthen pipe like myself is dry and thirsty and so a most voracious drinker of life at its source; I'm no more to be split by the vital stream than if I were stone or steel.”

Ifs Source Stones Streams Dry Splits Steel Pipe Thirsty Drinkers

Book:The Novels of Elinor Wylie

Source: The Novels of Elinor Wylie

“At noon, you walk across a river. It is dry, with not this much water: it is just stones and pebbles. But it rains cats and dogs in the mountains, and towards afternoon, the water descends wildly and she ravages all in its path, the madwoman. That is how death comes. Without our expecting it, and we cannot do a thing against it, brothers.”

Water Walks Path Fate Dog Brother Mountain Rain Rivers Stones Cat Dry Afternoon Expecting Noon Pebbles Cat And Dog

Author:Jacques Roumain

“... without it (love), without, anyhow, the capacity for it, people didn't seem to be much good. Dry as old bones, cold as stones, they seemed to become, when love was done; inhuman, indifferent, self-absorbed, numb.”

People Love Self Done Seems Cold Capacity Stones Bones Dry Indifferent Numb Inhuman Self Absorbed

Author:Elizabeth von Arnim

“When I was a child, I used to go wandering - disused railway-lines, old barns, dry-stone walls, strangely Pre-Raphaelite copses - it's much more fun to wander than to be guided, and you could do it in those days with freedom and without paranoia. In similar fashion, I try to allow the reader room to wander, even to meander, to almost lose themselves and their grip of the narrative.”

Trying Children Used Fun Loses Lines Rooms Fashion Wall Reader Stones Wander Narrative Dry Paranoia Railway Barns Stone Walls

Author:Suhayl Saadi

“A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust.”

“Be wild; that is how to clear the river. The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing. That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox. To create one must be willing to be stone stupid, to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and spill rubies from one’s mouth. Then the river will flow, then we can stand in the stream of it raining down.”

Ifs Want Doe Art Made Creative Clear Stupid Divine Willing Mouths Rain Flow Rivers Stones Block Manage Streams Dry Paradox Thrones Spills Rubies Creative Life Censoring Jackasses Dry Up

Author:Clarissa Pinkola Estes

“but as he plodded along a vague and almost hallucinatory pall hazed over his mind; he found himself at one point, with no notion of how it could be, a step from an almost certain fatal cliffside fall—falling humiliatingly and helplessly, he thought; on and on, with no one even to witness it. Here there existed no one to record his or anyone else's degradation, and any courage or pride which might manifest itself here at the end would go unmarked: the dead stones, the dust-stricken weeds dry and dying, perceived nothing, recollected nothing, about him or themselves.”

Mind Ends Might Certain Fall Found Steps Records Dying Pride Stones Notion Dust Witness Dry Weed Manifest Vague Alienation Degradation

Author:Philip K. Dick

“My niceness has a very low threshold and that little girl just sucked it dry, so don’t push me, Olympain. I don’t want so much as a single Atlantean stone overturned. Guard it with your life because the next time I come here, that’s the price I’m going to demand for your incompetence. (ZT) Nice talking to you, ZT. I so look forward to your visits. Next time we’ll do pastries, ‘kay? (Kat)”

Want Looks Littles Girl Next Talking Nice Demand Lows Stones Dry Next Time Threshold Incompetence Pastries Niceness

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon

“As dew leaves the cobweb lightly Threaded with stars, Scattering jewels on the fence And the pasture bars; As dawn leaves the dry grass bright And the tangled weeds Bearing a rainbow gem On each of their seeds; So has your love, my lover, Fresh as the dawn, Made me a shining road To travel on, Set every common sight Of tree or stone Delicately alight For me alone.”

Made Stars Common Tree Lovers Stones Sight Shining Seeds Bars Dawn Grass Dry Weed Rainbow Fence Jewels Dew Me Alone Gems Tangled Pastures My Lover Cobwebs

Book:Love Songs

Source: Love Songs

“Through wind, and tempest, storm, and rain; The calm shall be buried inside of me; A warm stone, heavy and dry; The root, the source, a weapon against pain”

Pain Wind Source Weapons Rain Stones Roots Calm Heavy Warm Storm Dry Buried Tempest

Book:Delirium Trilogy: Delirium, Pandemonium, Requiem

Source: Delirium Trilogy: Delirium, Pandemonium, Requiem

“A forest," William said, his expression distant. "Where the ground is dry soil and stone. Where tall trees grow and centuries of autumn carpet their roots. Where the wind smells of game and wildflowers." "Why, that was lovely, Lord Bill. Do you ever write poetry? Something for your blueblood lady?" "No." "She doesn't like poetry?" "Leave it." Hehe. "Oh, so you have a lady. How interes--”

Writing Said Games Grows Lord Tree Century Expression Wind Stones Roots Bills Smell Lovely Forests Dry Soil Autumn Tall Carpet Wildflowers Tall Trees

Book:Bayou Moon

Source: Bayou Moon

“Hark," he said, his tone very dry. "What stone through yonder window breaks?”

Said Break Stones Window Tone Dry

Book:Unspoken

Source: Unspoken