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flower boys men
At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root. C. S. Lewis
flower eden rose
My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of a sullen hollow in a livid hillside her mind could make an Eden. She found in the bleak solitude many and dear delights; and not the least and best-loved was – liberty. Charlotte Bronte
flower night ice
A Christmas frost had come at midsummer; a white December storm had whirled over June; ice glazed the ripe apples, drifts crushed the blowing roses; on hayfield and cornfield lay a frozen shroud: lanes which last night blushed full of flowers, to-day were pathless with untrodden snow; and the woods, which twelve hours since waved leafy and flagrant as groves between the tropics, now spread, waste, wild, and white as pine-forests in wintry Norway. Charlotte Bronte
flower hands wish
I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to life makes me sad. I never offer flowers to those I love; I never wish to receive them from hands dear to me. Charlotte Bronte
flower excellence progress
Moral excellence is the bright consummate flower of all progress. Charles Sumner
flower men he-man
There is life in the ground; it goes into the seeds and also when it is stirred up goes into the man who stirs it. Charles Dudley Warner
flower memorable thinking
Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day. Charles Dickens
flower sleep eye
The flowers that sleep by night, opened their gentle eyes and turned them to the day. The light, creation's mind, was everywhere, and all things owned its power. Charles Dickens
flower thinking may
Of present fame think little, and of future less; the praises that we receive after we are buried, like the flowers that are strewed over our grave, may be gratifying to the living, but they are nothing to the dead. Charles Caleb Colton
mirrors self needs
The mirror is the tool of the one who wants to do a self-portrait. And if you want to make a photo you need a mirror. Agnes Varda
mirrors self tools
The tool of every self-portrait is the mirror. You see yourself in it. Turn it the other way, and you see the world . Agnes Varda
mirrors laughing my-best-friend
The mirror is my best friend because when I cry it never laughs. Charlie Chaplin
mirrors darkness looks
Fortune-telling doesn't reveal the future; it mirrors the present. It resonates against what your subconscious already knows and hauls it up out of the darkness so you can get a good look at it. Charles de Lint
mirrors shadow gliding
Surely there had been no figure leaning on the back of his chair; no face looking over it. It is certain that no gliding footstep touched the floor, as he lifted up his head, with a start, and spoke. And yet there was no mirror in the room on whose surface his own form could have cast its shadow for a moment; and, Something had passed darkly and gone! Charles Dickens
mirrors hair long
I still want to be an architect and score films and do other things. I always said as long as I've still got teeth and hair and I look cool when I look in the mirror, then I'll do it. DJ Quik
mirrors car guy
Can I tell you how strange it is to look in your rearview mirror and see guys in cars tailing you? David Schwimmer
mirrors trying asking
Try this for deviancy: fabricants are mirrors held up to purebloods' conscience; what purebloods see reflected there sickens them. So they blame you for holding the mirror." I hid my shock by asking when purebloods might blame themselves. Mephi replied, "History suggests, not until they are made to. David Mitchell
mirrors sitting evening
I spent the whole evening sitting before a mirror to keep myself company. Cesare Pavese
heaven care ordinary
No thanks," said Digory, "I don't know that I care much about living on and on after everyone I know is dead. I'd rather live an ordinary time and die and go to Heaven. C. S. Lewis
heaven storm tides
Writers cannot choose their own mood: with them it is not always hide-tide, nor --thank Heaven!--always Storm. Charlotte Bronte
heaven world difficulty
This world cannot explain its own difficulties without the assistance of another. Charles Caleb Colton
heaven links golden
Hours are golden links--God's tokens reaching heaven. Charles Dickens
heaven suits burden
Heaven suits the back to the burden. Charles Dickens
heaven balance floating
Some of the craftiest scoundrels that ever walked this earth . . . will gravely jot down in diaries the events of every day, and keep a regular debtor and creditor account with heaven, which shall always show a floating balance in their own favour. Charles Dickens
heaven joy sorrow
The joys of heaven will surely compensate for the sorrows of earth. Charles Spurgeon
heaven his-love earth
Let me revel in this one thought: before God made the heavens and the earth, He set His love upon me. Charles Spurgeon
heaven trying paper
One might better try to sail the Atlantic in a paper boat, than try to get to heaven on good works. Charles Spurgeon