Streams Quotes - Page 26

• Earthly love is a brief and penurious stream, which only flows in spring, with a long summer drought. The change from a burning desert, treeless, springless, drear, to green fields and blooming orchards in June, is slight in comparison with that from the desert of this world's affection to the garden of God, where there is perpetual, tropical luxuriance of blessed love.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Summer, Spring

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.24

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• Today we are all speeding under the golden arms of the arches into our city, into our lives, into the world that is a stream of information, ceaselessly collected and projected.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Cities, Arms, Information

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• Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream?

  Lewis Carroll

  Life, Dream, Dark

  Lewis Carroll (2013). “The Humorous Verse of Lewis Carroll”, p.347, Courier Corporation

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• The blood, the fountain whence the spirits flow The generous stream that waters every part, And motion, vigor, and warm life conveys To every particle that moves or lives.

  John Armstrong

  Moving, Blood, Water

  John Armstrong (1744). “The Art of Preserving Health: a Poem. Price Four Shillings Sewed”, p.26

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• There rise authors now and then, who seem proof against the mutability of language, because they have rooted themselves in the unchanging principles of human nature. They are like gigantic trees that we sometimes see on the banks of a stream; which, by their vast and deep roots, penetrating through the mere surface, and laying hold on the very foundations of the earth, preserve the soil around them from being swept away by the ever-flowing current, and hold up many a neighboring plant, and perhaps worthless weed, to perpetuity.

  Washington Irving

  Weed, Roots, Tree

  Washington Irving (2015). “The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. – The Complete Collection: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, Rip Van Winkle, The Voyage, Roscoe, A Royal Poet, A Sunday in London and many more (Illustrated)”, p.133, e-artnow

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• Y pompa, y fiesta, y jolgorio, Con máscaras, y antigua pompa, Tales vistas como sueñan los jóvenes poetas En vísperas de verano junto al arroyo encantado. Y luego, al escenario trillado, Si el calcetín erudito de Jonson está puesto, O el más dulce Shakespeare, hijo de la fantasía, Tañe sus notas nativas de madera salvaje, Y siempre, contra los cuidados de comer, Me envuelve en aires suaves de Lydia, Casado con el verso inmortal Tal como el alma de la reunión puede perforar, En notas con muchas vueltas sinuosas De dulzura enlazada largamente dibujada.

  John Milton

  Verano, Sueño, Niños

  L'Allegro' (1645) l. 125

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• Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart.

  Amy Lowell

  Life, Flower, Heart

  Amy Lowell (2009). “A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass”, p.9, ReadHowYouWant.com

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• Lightning my pilot sits; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream The Spirit he loves remains; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.

  Percy Bysshe Shelley

  Dream, Rain, Ocean

  Percy Bysshe Shelley (1847). “The works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley”, p.259

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• So different, this man And this woman: A stream flowing In a field.

  William Carlos Williams

  Men, Fields, Different

  William Carlos Williams (1997). “Early Poems”, p.38, Courier Corporation

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• It is not difficult to grasp and express thoughts that float on the stream of current opinion: but to think and rightly utter what is permanently true and interesting, what shall appeal to the best minds a thousand years hence, as it appeals to them to-day, this is the work of genius.

  John Lancaster Spalding

  Pensar, Años, Interesante

  John Lancaster Spalding (1901). "Aforismos y Reflexiones: Conducta, Cultura y Religión"

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• Below the surface stream, shallow and light, Of what we say and feel below the stream, As light, of what we think we feel, there flows With noiseless current, strong, obscure and deep, The central stream of what we feel indeed.

  Matthew Arnold

  Strong, Thinking, Light

  Matthew Arnold (1892). “St. Paul and Protestantism: With Other Essays”

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• Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam; Where the salt weed sways in the stream.

  Matthew Arnold

  Weed, Light, Wind

  'The Forsaken Merman' (1849) l. 35

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• The Son of God goes forth to war,A kingly crown to gain;His blood red banner streams afar:Who follows in His train?Who best can drink his cup of woe,Triumphant over pain,Who patient bears his cross below,He follows in His train.

  Reginald Heber

  Pain, War, Son

  Reginald Heber (1827). “Hymns, written and adapted to the weekly church service of the year”, p.17

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• In midmost of the stream, embraced in the weir's shimmering arm-spread, a small island lay anchored, fringed close with willow and silver birch and alder. Reserved, shy, but full of significance, it hid whatever it might hold behind a veil, keeping it till the hour should come, and, with the hour, those who were called and chosen.

  Kenneth Grahame

  Islands, Shy, Veils

  Kenneth Grahame, Seth Lerer (2009). “The Wind in the Willows: An Annotated Edition”, p.155, Harvard University Press

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• As the sea-crab swimmeth always against the stream, so doth wit always against wisdom.

  Pitágoras

  Sea, Crabs, Wit

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• Our life is like th' unstable wave, Our bloom of youth decays. Our joys are brief as lightning flash In summer's cloudy days, Our riches fleet as swift as thought; Faith in the One Supreme Alone will bear us o'er the gulfs Of Being's stormy stream.

  Bhartrhari

  Summer, God, Joy

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• It is because the cosmos is meaningless that we must secure our individual illusions of values, direction, and interest by upholding the artificial streams which give us such worlds of salutary illusion. That is - since nothing means anything in itself, we must preserve the proximate and arbitrary background which makes things around us seem as if they did mean something.

  H. P. Lovecraft

  Mean, Giving, Cosmos

  Letter to James F. Morton (6 November 1930), in "Selected Letters III, 1929-1931" edited by August Derleth and Donald Wandrei, (p. 208), 1968.

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• Politics is a subordinate matter; its form of appearance constantly changes depending on the needs of the masses, the same way cocottes adjust to the needs of men by transforming and masking themselves. Because of that it is not fundamental. That is about what endures, what is unique, what is in the stream of illusions - what is eliminated from the workings of the shadows.

  Max Beckmann

  Men, Unique, Shadow

  Max Beckmann (2013). “On My Painting - Max Beckmann”, p.4, Tate Enterprises Ltd

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• The last peculiarity of consciousness to which attention is to be drawn in this first rough description of its stream is that it is always interested more in one part of its object than in another, and welcomes and rejects, or chooses, all the while it thinks.

  William James

  Thinking, Attention, Lasts

  William James, (2013). “The Principles Of Psychology -”, p.233, Read Books Ltd

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• [Concerning the Water Ouzel, now called American Dipper:] In a general way his music is that of the streams refined and spiritualized. The deep booming notes of the falls are in it, the trills of rapids, the gurgling of margin eddies, the low whispering of level reaches, and the sweet tinkle of separate drops oozing from the ends of mosses and falling into tranquil pools.

  John Muir

  Sweet, Fall, Water

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• ¡Oh Crepúsculo! Espíritu que haces nacer tenues encantos; fundiendo el cielo con la tierra, dejando sobre escarpadas colinas y corrientes de agua una suavidad como la atmósfera de los sueños.

  Caroline Norton

  Correr, Sueño, Crepúsculo

  Caroline Sheridan Norton (1841). "El sueño: And Other Poems", p.4

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• If India is to survive, she must be made young again. Rushing and billowing streams of energy must be poured into her; her soul must become, as it was in the old times, like the surges, vast, puissant, calm or turbulent at will, an ocean of action or of force.

  Sri Aurobindo

  Ocean, Rushing, Soul

  Sri Aurobindo International Centre of Education (Pondicherry, India), Aurobindo Ghose (1962). “Bulletin”

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• On Leven's banks, while free to rove, And tune the rural pipe to love, I envied not the happiest swain That ever trod the Arcadian plain. Pure stream! in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white, round, polish'd pebbles spread.

  Tobias Smollett

  Rocks, White, Bed

  Tobias Smollett (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Tobias Smollett (Illustrated)”, p.2159, Delphi Classics

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• Blood will stream over Europe until the nations become aware of the frightful madness which drives them in circles. And then, struck by celestial music and made gentle, they approach their former altars all together, hear about the works of peace, and hold a great celebration of peace with fervent tears before the smoking altars.

  Novalis

  Blood, Europe, Circles

  White Rose - Leaflet 4, libcom.org. 1942.

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• How rarely boyhood loves to paint in glowing tints his future bright, a picture where no line is faint--whose very clouds are touch'd with light. And girlhood hails a world unknown and reads it in her own glad dreams, as lilies see themselves alone reflected in their azure streams. But rosy clouds that morning brings, ere noon may deepen into thunder--and life's dark stream has sterner things than silver lilies growing under.

  Cecil Frances Alexander

  Dream, Morning, Dark

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