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Quotes About Withered

Oh, I could still(Like melting snow upon some craggy hill)Drop, drop, drop, drop,Since nature's pride is, now, a wither'd daffodil.
~ Ben Jonson
No professional athlete likes to admit that he has played too long. There is too much money involved, rarely enough saved, and there is the eternal hope that age has not withered skills.
~ John Gregory Dunne
The hearts of women are like little pieces of furniture wherein things are secreted, full of drawers fitted into each other; one hurts himself, breaks his nails in opening them, and then finds within only some withered flower, a few grains of dust - or emptiness! And then perhaps he felt afraid of learning too much about the matter.
~ Gustave Flaubert
My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.
~ Robert Frost
Does a dragon still sing from within a withered tree?
~ Dogen
Love likes not the falling fruit, Nor the withered tree.
~ Walter Raleigh
place in him where memory remained, like a patch of soil the tractor has missed, where a few dry stalks of last summer's crops still stand in their withered rows, the soil not turned over.
~ Joyce Maynard
It took place to the accompaniment of such hideous swearing as caused his withered leg to blush beneath the sacking. It must have been hardened by many years of oaths, but this morning an awakened sense of shame at what the upper part of the body could descend to, raddled it from hip to toe. Its only consolation was that the contaminating influence had not descended lower than the lungs, and what diseases the withered leg experienced were entirely physical.
~ Mervyn Peake
The place, with its gray sky and withered garlands, its bared spaces and scattered dead leaves, was like a theater after the performance - all strewn with crumpled playbills.
~ Henry James
But like infection is the petty thought: it creeps and hides, and wants to be nowhere--until the whole body is decayed and withered by the petty infection... Thus spoke Zarathustra.
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
So the crush withered and died the way things that aren't being fed usually do.
~ Michelle Tea
Love is like a flower. Its upright when its in harmony and withered when its dead.
~ Dalia
Her face looked like a fruit from which all the juice had been sucked.
~ Brian Herbert
Mammot's body withered beneath the clambering, frenzied attack. Flesh was ripped away, fires lancing, boring holes through him. He was driven to his knees, a vortex swirling like madness around him.
~ Steven Erikson
The land he crossed was cracked and withered, much like his skin. The wind blew hard along the gullies, whipping up sand and scrub. There were no miracles in this place, least of all miracles of life. Dust and bones, sand and souls; that was the way of it. How
~ Steven Savile
Her face looked like the bottom of a dried up creek bed after a drought
~ Carolyn Brown
But owned that smile, if oft observed and near, Waned in its mirth, and wither'd to a sneer.
~ byron lord iii
But luck withered by conservative, tired, riskless living can be plumped up again--after all, it was only a bit thirsty for something to do.
~ Catherynne M. Valente
I saw that the bride within the bridal dress has withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes
~ Charles Dickens
Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery. The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered, the god of day goes down upon the dreary scene, and—and in short you are for ever floored. As I am!
~ Charles Dickens
love grown dutiful is love grown old a withered cupid faltering at the bow…
~ Lenore Kandel
We lose too soon, and only find delight In withered husks of some dead memory.
~ Oscar Wilde
The feeling of cold grayness was everywhere around me-a sense of resignation. There had been no talk of rehabilitation, of cure, of someday sending these people out into the world again. No one had spoken of hope. The feeling was of living death-or worse, of never having been fully alive and knowing. Souls withered from the beginning, and doomed to stare into the time and space of every day.
~ Daniel Keyes
Souls withered from the beginning, and doomed to stare into the time and space of every day.
~ Daniel Keyes