Quotes About Sheath

Verifiable knowledge makes its way slowly, and only under cultivation, but fable has burrs and feet and claws and wings and an indestructible sheath like weed-seed, and can be carried almost anywhere and take root without benefit of soil or water.

I passed through the short chancel, and reached the step that led up to the small gate in the chancel-rail. I threw the beam from my lantern upon the dagger. Yes, I thought, it's all right. Abruptly, it seemed to me that there was something wanting, and I leaned forward over the chancel-gate to peer, holding the light high. My suspicion was hideously correct. The dagger had gone. Only the cross-shaped sheath hung there above the altar.

She read it over and shivered. Not one word of their past-not one allusion to that mysterious interweaving of their lives which had enclosed them in the other like the flower in its sheath! What place had such memories in such a letter?

The air is blue and keen and cold, With snow the roads and fields are white; But here the forest's clothed with light And in a shining sheath enrolled. Each branch, each twig, each blade of grass, Seems clad miraculously with glass: Above the ice-bound streamlet bends Each frozen fern with crystal ends.

I had never yet had to try to fast draw a knife from a thigh sheath. It was probably going to look vaguely obscene, but if it kept me alive . . . hey, I can take a little embarrassment.   B

Tho' veiled in spires of myrtle wreath, Love is a sword that cuts its sheath, And thro' the clefts, itself has made, We spy the flashes of the Blade! But thro' the clefts, itself has made, We likewise see Love's flashing blade, By rust consumed or snapt in twain: And only Hilt and Stump remain. - Song

And the joy flashed in Lancelot's ugly face like a bright blade drawn from a battered sheath.

He wanted to give me a blade? What's wrong with that?" "Blades," he whispered, "and sheaths go together. And your sheath will only ever hold my blade.

Truth is hidden by the golden veil of the mundane. Pierce through this thin glittering sheath and know that you are the Sun

I do not need a scabbard to sheathe my mind.

Landon slid back into the driver's seat and pointed at my saber. "Put it away." "Say the magic word." "Please," Landon squeezed out. I slid the blade back into the sheath and petted it. "It's okay, Sarrat. If he insults you, I'll cut his head off and you can drink his blood.

He wanted to give me a blade? What's wrong with that?" "Blades," he whispered, "and sheaths go together. And your sheath will only ever hold my blade.

So, we'll go no more a roving     So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving,     And the moon be still as bright. II For the sword outwears its sheath,     And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe,     And love itself have rest. III

I could give you a thiught sheath to put that in,"Isabelle offered. "I got tons." "CERTAINLY NOT," said Simon. Clary shot him an irritated look. "Thanks, but I'm not really a thigh sheath kind of girl," -pg. 214

[W]hat was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself, — life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose?

O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die.

You wearing a thigh sheath?" "Now what would be the sense of wearing just one? I have two thighs.

For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause for breathe, And love itself have rest

Raphael's pleasure, his kiss, sent her over a second time....and it wasn't until they both stirred again that Raphael reached down and undid the strap of her knife sheath, putting it and the knife on the bedside table. "Beautiful as this sheath is," he said, touching the leather, "I much prefer the one which holds my blade.

Then the LORD spoke to the angel, who put his sword back into its sheath.

Then all flesh will know that I, the LORD, have taken My sword from its sheath, not to return it again.í

Return the sword to its sheath! In the place where you were created, in the land of your origin, I will judge you.

“Put your sword back in its sheath!” Jesus said to Peter. “Shall I not drink the cup the Father has given Me?”