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“I inhale loneliness like it is the sweet smell of virgin earth conquered by fiery rain drops. Within me, I'm a thousand others.”

Earth Loneliness Sweet Thousand Rain Smell Virgins Fiery Inhale Rain Drop

Author:Faraaz Kazi

“Alas! fond child, How are thy thoughts beguil'd To hope for honey from a nest of wasps? Thou may'st as well Go seek for ease in hell, Or sprightly nectar from the mouths of asps. The world's a hive, From whence thou canst derive No good, but what thy soul's vexation brings: But case thou meet Some petty-petty sweet, Each drop is guarded with a thousand stings.”

World Wells May Children Soul Cases Hell Sweet Thousand Mouths Ease Honey Alas Petty Nests Guarded Hives Nectar Vexation Wasps

Book:Emblems divine and moral

Source: Emblems divine and moral

“There are two kinds of music. One comes from the strings of a guitar, the other from the strings of the heart. One sound comes from a chamber orchestra, the other from the beating of the heart's chamber. One comes from an instrument of graphite and wood, the other from an organ of flesh and blood. This loftier music I speak of tonight is more pleasing than the notes of the most gifted composers, more moving than a marching band, more harmonious than a thousand voices joined in hymn and more powerful than all the world's percussion instruments combined. That sweet sound of love.”

“Now let you and me buy wine today! Why say we have not the price? My horse spotted with five flowers, My fur-coat worth a thousand pieces of gold, These I will take out, and call my boy To barter them for sweet wine. And with you twain, let me forget The sorrow of ten thousand ages!”

Age Today Forget Boys Five Pieces Sweet Flower Sorrow Thousand Ten Gold Let Me Horse Wine Coats Fur My Boys Fur Coats Sweet Wine

Author:Li Bai

“The loss of a mother is always keenly felt, even if her health be such as to incapacitate her from taking an active part in the care of the family. She is the sweet rallying-point for affection, obedience, and a thousand tendernesses. Dreary the blank when she is withdrawn!”

Ifs Care Mother Felt Loss Sweet Thousand Affection Active Obedience Tenderness Blank Dreary Rallying Rallying Point

Author:Alphonse de Lamartine

“Clearly, one primary purpose of our existence upon the earth is to obtain a body of flesh and bones. We have also been given the gift of agency. In a thousand ways we are privileged to choose for ourselves. Here we learn from the hard taskmaster of experience. We discern between good and evil. We differentiate as to the bitter and the sweet. We discover that there are consequences attached to our actions.”

Way Hard Body Action Earth Purpose Evil Given Existence Sweet Thousand Consequence Bones Flesh Bitter Primaries Agency Good And Evil Privileged Our Actions Differentiate

Author:Thomas S. Monson

“Where are Shakespeare's imagination, Bacon's learning, Galileo's dream? Where is the sweet fancy of Sidney, the airy spirit of Fletcher, and Milton's thought severe? Methinks such things should not die and dissipate, when a hair can live for centuries, and a brick of Egypt will last three thousand years. I am content to believe that the mind of man survives, somehow or other, his clay.”

Men Should Years Mind Believe Soul Dream Lasts Spirit Dies Three Imagination Century Sweet Hair Thousand Fancy Thousand Years Severe Egypt Bricks Clay Milton Airy

Author:Bryan Procter

“It is believed by everyone that when he was in heaven he was stern, hard, resentful, jealous and cruel, but that when he came down to earth, he became the opposite... sweet, gentle merciful, forgiving. He was a thousand billion times crueler than ever he was in the Old Testament... Meek and gentle? By and by we will examine that popular sarcasm by the light of the hell which he invented.”

Hard Light Earth Heaven Hell Sweet Thousand Opposites Forgiving Billions Gentle Sarcasm Jealous Testament Merciful Old Testament Meek Down To Earth Resentful

Author:Mark Twain

“Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it! My part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there!”

“Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices, That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.”

“I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were, but still warm and strong. A thousand moments surge through me. All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone for ever.”

World Feels Stills Moments Strong Memories Gone Sweet Arms Thousand Embrace Warm Necks Steady Refuge Appreciated Wraps

Book:Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)

Source: Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)

“I suspect he's sweet on Sophie and doesn't like to see her work too hard.' Tessa was glad to hear it. She'd felt awful about her reaction to Sophie's scar, and the thought that Sophie had a male admirer - and a handsome one like that- eased her conscience slightly. 'Perhaps he's in love with Agatha', she said. 'I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.”

Source: Clockwork Angel