Quotes
Quotes about Rest
How fine has the day been! how bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run! Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain: But now the fair traveller's come to the west, His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best; He paints the skies gay as he sinks to his rest, And foretells a bright rising again.
I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death, And from the organ-pipe of fraity sings His soul and body to their lasting rest.
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch.
Nobody ever went broke underestimating the taste of the American public.
No one ever went broke underestimating the taste of the American public.
A high-school teacher, afer all, is a person deputized by the rest of us to explain to the young what sort of world they are living in, and to defend, if possible, the part their elders are playing in it.
No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears, No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars. Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
But he turned, and said unto Peter, Get thee behind me, Satan: thou art an offence unto me: for thou savourest not the things that be of God, but those that be of men.
Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West, From North and South, come the pilgrim and guest, When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board The old broken links of affection restored, When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more, And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before. What moistens the lips and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past, like the rich pumpkin pie?
Arouse the mind without resting it on anything.
It is never too late to be what you might have been. â¢George Eliot It takes time to build a castle. â¢Irish Proverb A minute now is better than a minute later. â¢Anonymous Time is of the essence, but what is the essence of time? â¢Karan Varsheni Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday. â¢Anonymous I have seen the future and it's like the present, only longer. â¢Dan Quisenberry Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like an orange. â¢Unknown If you're not five minutes early, you're ten minutes late. â¢Anonymous To be on time is to be late. To be early is to be on time. â¢Tim Gunter The surest way to be late is to have plenty of time. â¢Leo Kennedy Eternity is a terrible thought. I mean, where's it going to end? â¢Stoppard Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils. â¢Berlioz One thing you can't recycle is wasted time. â¢Anonymous You may delay, but time will not. â¢Benjamin Franklin With time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown. â¢Chinese proverb Time goes by so fast, people go in and out of your life. You must never miss the opportunity to tell these people how much they mean to you. â¢Cheers You can never plan the future by the past. â¢Edmund Burke Let him who would enjoy a good future waste none of his present. â¢Roger Babson The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be. â¢Paul Valery Until you value yourself, you won't value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it. â¢M Scott Peck Time is the fire in which we burn. â¢Gene Roddenberry You will never find time for anything. If you want time you must make it. â¢Charles Buxton Time ripens all things. No man's born wise. â¢Cervantes Imagine a donut, fired from a cannon at the speed of light while rotating. Time is like that, except without the cannon and the donut. â¢Dilbert Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save. â¢Will Rogers You can fool too many of the people too much of the time. â¢James Thurber Time cools, time clarifies; no mood can be maintained quite unaltered through the course of hours. â¢Thomas Mann Temptation rarely comes in working hours. It is in their leisure time that men are made or marred. â¢W N Taylor Just as you began to feel that you could make good use of time, there was no time left to you.
Some say "to-morrow" never comes, A saying oft thought right; But if to-morrow never came, No end were of "to-night." The fact is this, time flies so fast, That e'er we've time to say "To-morrow's come," presto! behold! "To-morrow" proves "To-day."
To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest, Who cries to me: "Remember Barmecide, And tremble to be happy with the rest." And I make answer: "I am satisfied; I dare not ask; I know not what is best; God hath already said what shall betide."
The first vertue, sone, if thou wilt lerne, Is to restreyne and kepen wel thy tonge.
The forest laments in order that Mr. Gladstone may perspire.
This is the forest primeval.
The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.
She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down And rest your gentle head upon her lap, And she will sing the song that pleaseth you And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep, Charming your brood with pleasing heaviness, Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep As is the difference betwixt day and night The hour before the heavenly-harnessed team Begins his golden progress in the east.
Th' oppressive, sturdy, man-destroying villains, Who ravag'd kingdoms, and laid empires waste, And in a cruel wantonness of power, Thinn'd states of half their people, and gave up To want the rest.
Most people believe that if you go in and try to micromanage a forest, it is possible to destroy the very thing that makes it a unique and special place. That's just as true of the Net.
So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition-- Two lovely berries moulded on one stem; So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart; Two of the first, like coats in heraldry, Due but to one, and crowned with one crest.
Unity to be real must stand the severest strain without breaking.
A human being is part of a whole, called by us the "Universe," a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few personsnearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
The surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that it has never tried to contact us.
