“Out of the debris of a statue thoroughly shattered a new art work is born: a naked foot unforgettably resting on a stone; a candid hand; a bent knee which contains all the speed of the foot race; a torso which has no face to prevent us from loving it.” ArtHandsFacesBornRaceFeetStonesSpeedNakedKneesBentStatuesShatteredCandidDebrisTorso Author:Stephanie Crayencour
“The Rolling Stones set the bar to where I look to as a band. But I don't envision myself touring in the way they do. My knees won't hold out.” WayLooksBandStonesBarsKneesRollingTouringRolling Stones Author:Jon Bon Jovi
“Every pellet has a story all its own. Every pellet has a story all its own. With its fur and teeth and bones And one or two stones, Every pellet has a story all its own. We shall dissect every pellet with glee. Perhaps we'll find a rodents knee. And never shall we tire In the sacred task that we conspire, No do our work less perfectly And those bright flecks at the core, Which makes our hearts soar, Shall forever remain the deepest mystery. - The owlets in the Pelletorium at St. Aegolius” HeartTwoStoriesForeverMysteryStonesTasksSacredBonesCoreTeethKneesSoarTireFurGleeRodents Book:Guardians of Ga'Hoole Collection: Legend of the Guardians Source: Guardians of Ga'Hoole Collection: Legend of the Guardians
“You'll come to my grave? To tell me your problems?" My problems? "Yes.' And you'll give me answers? "I'll give you what I can. Don't I always?" I picture his grave, on the hill, overlooking the pond, some little nine foot piece of earth where they will place him, cover him with dirt, put a stone on top. Maybe in a few weeks? Maybe in a few days? I see myself sitting there alone, arms across my knees, staring into space. It won't be the same, I say, not being able to hear you talk. "Ah, talk . . . " He closes his eyes and smiles. "Tell you what. After I'm dead, you talk. And I'll listen.” GivingLittlesI CanProblemEyeAbleEarthSpaceAnswersPiecesWeekFeetArmsSittingStonesGive MeGravesNineHillsStaringKneesHis EyesDirtPondsOverlookingStaring Into Space Author:Mitch Albom
“He made a story for all of them, a story to give them strength. The words of the story poured out of his mouth as if they had substance, pebbles and stone extending to hold the corporal up...knees from buckling...hands from letting go of the blanket.” IfsGivingMadeStoriesHandsLetting GoMouthsStonesSubstanceKneesBlanketExtendingPebbles Author:Leslie Marmon Silko
“And I wish that I was made of stone So that I would not have to see A beauty impossible to define A beauty impossible to believe A beauty impossible to endure The blood imparted in little sips The smell of you still on my hands As I bring the cup up to my lips No God up in the sky No devil beneath the sea Could do the job that you did, baby Of bringing me to my knees” BelieveLittlesMadeStillsHandsJobsWishImpossibleBloodSeaSkyBabyDevilStonesEndureLipsSmellCupsKnees Author:Nick Cave
“A marble cutter, with chisel and hammer, was changing a stone into a statue. A preacher looking on said: "I wish I could deal such changing blows on stony hearts." The workman answered: "Maybe you could, if you worked like me, upon your knees."” IfsHeartSaidWishPrayerDealsStonesBlowLike MeKneesPreacherHammersStatuesMarbleWorkmenCuttersChisels Author:Arthur Tappan Pierson