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“It is permissible even for a dying hero to think before he dies how men will speak of him hereafter. His fame lasts perhaps two thousand years. And what are two thousand years?... What, indeed, if you look from a mountain top down the long wastes of the ages? The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.”

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)

“The mind, in short, works on the data it receives very much as a sculptor works on his block of stone. In a sense the statue stoodthere from eternity. But there were a thousand different ones beside it, and the sculptor alone is to thank for having extricated this one from the rest.”

Thinking Mind Different Thousand Stones Eternity Block Data Thoughtful Statues Sculptors

Book:The Principles of Psychology

Source: The Principles of Psychology

“I'd like to be remembered as the sower of seeds. That's the greatest parable in the bible as far as I'm concerned. Some seeds fall in the pathway, get stomped on and don't grow. Some fall on the stones and don't even sprout, but others fall on the ground and multiply a thousand fold.”

Fall Grows Thousand Concerned Stones Seeds Remembered Folds Pathways Parables Sprouts

Author:Pete Seeger

“Dark pictures, thrones, the stones that pilgrims kiss Poems that take a thousand years to die But ape the immortality of this Red label on a little butterfly .”

Years Littles Dies Dark Thousand Kissing Red Stones Labels Immortality Butterfly Thousand Years Thrones Apes Pilgrim

Book:Selected poems

Source: Selected poems

“We measure our presence in generations; we cannot dig down ten thousand years and find our bones. Our arrival is scribed upon the line of history; it does not drift upon the winds of story, or float upon the shrouds of myth. We are still explorers and discoverers, seeking meaning through movement and examination. But we are coming to a time of listening. Our sweat and breath are now upon this land. Voices rise up, and we begin to hear the echoes in the stones.”

Source: A Haunting Reverence: Meditations on a Northern Land

“We need to have nature back in our atmosphere. There might be a turning point of going backward - within a few thousand years we are going back to the Stone Age! There are many scenarios [with] the robot technologies: Humans no longer need to walk; machines can produce products and food and everything. You might not be able to recognize what's false and what is real.”

Needs Years Humans Real Might Age Able Walks Technology Produce Products Thousand Stones Machines Atmosphere Thousand Years Robots Scenarios Turning Points Stone Age

Author:Hiroshi Sugimoto

“I don't think I'm wrong when I say that the most beautiful objects of the "stone age" were made of skin, fabric, and especially wood. The "stone age" ought to be called the "wood age." How many African statues are made of stone, bone, or ivory? Maybe one in a thousand! And prehistoric man had no more ivory at his disposal than African tribes. Maybe even less. He must have had thousands of wooden fetishes, all gone now.”

Thinking Men Made Age Beautiful Gone Objects Ought Thousand Stones Skins Woods Bones Fabric Tribes Statues Ivory Fetish Prehistoric Stone Age Beautiful Objects Prehistoric Man African Tribes

Author:Pablo Picasso

“He lost his Self a thousand times and for days on end he dwelt in non-being. But although the paths took him away from Self, in the end they always led back to it. Although Siddhartha fled from the Self a thousand times, dwelt in nothing, dwelt in animal and stone, the return was inevitable; the hour was inevitable when he would again find himself in sunshine or in moonlight, in shadow or in rain, and was again Self and Siddhartha, again felt the torment of the onerous life cycle.”

Ends Self Lost Felt Hours Animal Path Return Thousand Shadow Rain Stones Inevitable Sunshine Cycles Torment Moonlight Siddhartha

Author:Hermann Hesse

“But this man had set down with a hammer and chisel and carved out a stone water trough to last ten thousand years. Why was that? What was it that he had faith in? It wasn't that nothin' would change. Which is what you might think, I suppose. He had to know better'n that. I've thought about it a good deal. . . And I have to say that the only thing I can think is that there was some sort of promise in his heart. And I don't have no intentions of carvin' a stone water trough. But I would like to be able to make that kind of promise. I think that's what I would like most of all.”

Thinking Knows Men Years Heart Kind I Can Might Able Lasts Water Deals Promise Thousand Ten Stones Intention Thousand Years Hammers Chisels Trough

Author:Cormac McCarthy

“The mountains are great stone bells; they clang together like nuns. Who shushed the stars? There are a thousand million galaxies easily seen in the Palomar reflector; collisions between and among them do, of course, occur. But these collisions are very long and silent slides. Billions of stars sift amont each other untouched, too distant even to be moved, heedless as always, hushed. The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out. But God knows I have tried.”

Knows Long Together Courses Stars Millions Sea Thousand Mountain Stones Moved Silent Billions Bells Galaxy God Knows Slides Nun Collision

Book:Teaching a Stone to Talk: Expeditions and Encounters

Source: Teaching a Stone to Talk: Expeditions and Encounters

“For ages happiness has been represented as a huge precious stone, impossible to find, which people seek for hopelessly. It is not so; happiness is a mosaic, composed of a thousand little stones, which separately and of themselves have little value, but which united with art form a graceful design.”

People Littles Has Beens Art Age Happiness Form Values United Impossible Design Huge Thousand Stones Mosaics Precious Stones

Author:Delphine de Girardin

“Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life; ... 'So careful of the type', but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go' ... Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law- Tho' Nature red in tooth and claw With ravine, shrieked against his creed.”

“It is the omnipresent rush of water which give the Este Gardens their peculiar character. From the Anio, drawn up the hillside at incalculable cost and labour, a thousand rills gush downward, terrace by terrace, channeling the stone rails of the balusters, leaping from step to step, dripping into mossy conches, flashing in spray from the horns of sea-gods and the jaws of mythical monsters, or forcing themselves in irrepressible overflow down the ivy-matted banks.”

Giving Character Water Steps Sea Cost Thousand Rain Garden Rivers Stones Monsters Labour Peculiar Horns Rail Ivy Spray Channeling Overflow Dripping Terrace Irrepressible

Author:Edith Wharton