Best stones & sweet Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“A line will take us hours maybe; / Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought, / Our stitching and unstitching has been naught... Better go down upon your marrow-bones / And scrub a kitchen pavement, or break stones... For to articulate sweet sounds together / Is to work harder than all these, and yet / Be thought an idler by the noisy set.”

Ifs Doe Has Beens Moments Seems Together Sound Hours Lines Break Sweet Hard Work Stones Harder Bones Kitchen Work Harder Noisy Pavement Marrow Idlers

Book:Later Poems

Source: Later Poems

“Ah, many a one has started forth with hope and purpose high; Has fought throughout a weary life, and passed all pleasure by; Has burst all flowery chains by which men aye have been enthralled; Has been stone-deaf to voices sweet, that softly, sadly called; Has scorned the flashing goblet with the bubbles on its brim; Has turned his back on jewelled hands that madly beckoned him; Has, in a word, condemned himself to follow out his plan By stern and lonely labor--and has died, a conquered man!”

Men Has Beens Hands Purpose Voice Pleasure Plans Sweet Labor Stones Lonely Died Chains Bubbles Weary Deaf Scorned

Book:Drift: A Sea-shore Idyl : and Other Poems

Source: Drift: A Sea-shore Idyl : and Other Poems

“In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure, The heart luxuriates with indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air.”

Heart Joy Nature Pleasure Pay Air Sweet Stones Safety Mood Secure Ease Indifferent Tribute Vacant Kindliness Pleasure Love

Book:The Poems of William Wordsworth

Source: The Poems of William Wordsworth

“All that is sweet, delightful, and amiable in this world, in the serenity of the air, the fineness of seasons, the joy of light, the melody of sounds, the beauty of colors, the fragrancy of smells, the splendor of precious stones, is nothing else but Heaven breaking through the veil of this world.”

Source: An earnest and serious answer to Dr. Trapp's Discourse of the folly, sin, and danger of being righteous over-much. An appeal to all that doubt, or disbelieve the truths of the Gospels

“One day I saw with the eyes of my eternity in bliss and without effort, a stone. It tasted sweet, like heavenly herbs.”

Eye Effort Saws Sweet One Day Stones Eternity Bliss Heavenly Herbs

Book:Meditations with Mechtild of Magdeburg

Source: Meditations with Mechtild of Magdeburg

“Kylie Minogue - she's so great. You'd love her if you met her. Everyone would. In a way I wish everyone could, to see what a person she is. She's so sweet and no bull and really funny, man, really funny. The Rolling Stones are like a weight around your neck. All that..'you're not meant to rock after you're 30...you've got to die in a car crash or of a drug overdose.”

Ifs Men Way Persons Dies Wish Rocks Car Sweet Mets Drug Stones Weight Necks Crash Rolling Bulls Rolling Stones Overdose Car Crash Funny Men

Author:Michael Hutchence

“From the biography of Freud, by Irving Stone, said by Freud's fiance after he teased her for being sweet, "Beware of truly sweet people. They have will of iron.”

People Said Sweet Stones Iron Biographies Fiance

Author:Irving Stone

“She moved nearer, leaned her shoulder against me — and we were one, and something flowed from her into me, and I knew: this is how it must be. I knew it with every nerve, and every hair, every heartbeat, so sweet it verged on pain. And what joy to submit to this 'must'. A piece of iron must feel such joy as it submits to the precise, inevitable law that draws it to a magnet. Or a stone, thrown up, hesitating a moment, then plunging headlong back to earth. Or a man, after the final agony, taking a last deep breath — and dying.”

Men Feels Moments Earth Pain Lasts Law Joy Pieces Dying Sweet Hair Draws Stones Breaths Moved Finals Shoulders Inevitable Thrown Iron Nerves Submit Agony Precise Heartbeat Magnet Deep Breath

Book:We

Source: We

“I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.”

Source: The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake

“Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills. Your steps and breath like the wind of dawn smother houses. The city shudders, Stones exhale— you are life, an awakening. Star lost in the light of dawn, trill of the breeze, warmth, breath— the night is done. You are light and morning.”

Ends Done Light Eye Night House Lost Stars Dark Cities Steps Morning Streets Sweet Wind Mouths Stones Empty Breaths Breathe Awakening Hills Dawn Gray Warmth Breeze Empty Streets Trill

Author:Cesare Pavese

“His touch both consoles and devastates me; I feel my heart pulse, then wither, naked as a stone on the roaring mattress while the lovely, moony night slides through the window to dapple the flanks of this innocent who makes cages to keep the sweet birds in. Eat me, drink me; thirsty, cankered, goblin-ridden, I go back and back to him to have his fingers strip the tattered skin away and clothe me in his dress of water, this garment that drenches me, its slithering odour, its capacity for drowning.”

“Gone were but the Winter, Come were but the Spring, I would go to a covert Where the birds sing; Where in the whitethorn Singeth a thrush, And a robin sings In the holly-bush. Full of fresh scents Are the budding boughs Arching high over A cool green house: Full of sweet scents, And whispering air Which sayeth softly: We spread no snare; Here dwell in safety, Here dwell alone, With a clear stream And a mossy stone. Here the sun shineth Most shadily; Here is heard an echo Of the far sea, Though far off it be.”

House Sun Gone Clear Heard Air Sea Sweet Spring Bird Stones Safety Green Winter Spread Streams Echoes Scent Whispering Robins Snares Hollies Covert Thrush

Book:Poems and prose

Source: Poems and prose

“Who, of men, can tell That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell To melting pulp, that fish would have bright mail, The earth its dower of river, wood, and vale, The meadows runnels, runnels pebble-stones, The seed its harvest, or the lute its tones, Tones ravishment, or ravishment its sweet, If human souls did never kiss and greet?”

Ifs Men Humans Soul Earth Science Sweet Flower Kissing Rivers Stones Green Fruit Fishes Woods Seeds Tone Mail Harvest Human Soul Melting Meadows Pebbles Pulp

Author:John Keats

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