Quotes About Emerald

Mariotta listened to it all, sitting judicially in a whirl of velvet with all the Culter jewels and the emerald necklace for moral support.

I'm tired of training,' Danny complained. 'Couldn't we plunder something, such as decadent idols with emerald eyes and a lot of clean, unspoiled village maidens?

There, eastward, within a stone's throw, stood the twin towers of All Souls', fantastic, unreal as a house of cards, clear-cut in the sunshine, the drenched oval in the quad beneath brilliant as an emerald in the bezel of a ring. Behind them, black and grey, New College frowning like a fortress, with dark wings wheeling about her

His character is like an emerald—multifaceted and enhanced by inclusions.

Nor one feeling of vengeance presume to defileThe cause, or the men, of the Emerald Isle.

Love is an emerald. Its brilliant light wards off dragons On this treacherous path.

I flipped through a book on harp seals in the late 1970s and saw images of them swimming in emerald green pools of water surrounded by huge sheets of ice. Right then I was hooked, and I knew this was a story I wanted to do.

If making a doppelganger using the priests' emerald powder, the dulcimer should be played during the mixing; otherwise, your monster may coalesce with a vestigial tale or tail. It is also known that playing the dulcimer after dinner increases the chance of pleasant conversation, if accompanied by wine and a nice dessert.

Emerald green eyes studied us from a face that could have been sculpted by one of the classical artists I so admired. Shocked, I dismissed the comparison as soon as it popped into my head. This was a vampire, after all. It was ridiculous to admire him the way I would some hot human guy.

I saw something in his pretty green eyes that I had never seen before: Anger. They were like emerald fire

My people have been wearing green glasses on their eyes for so long that most of them think this really is an Emerald City.

Where is the Emerald City? he inquired. And who is Oz? Why, don't you know? she returned, in surprise. No, indeed. I don't know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I have no brains at all, he answered sadly.

L]oss is the necessary source of a new manifestation. Some night I might see my emerald ring appear as a green star somewhere in the sky.

caressing each moment as an emerald on temporary consignment.

wish you would." "Right. When I had the emerald again, I was in a cell. I guess they were afraid the rest of the guys might try to spring me right away, 'cause they hid me out in a precinct on the Upper West Side for the first

This isn't a game we're playing between ourselves, he continued. Don't pretend that it is. Isn't it? A challenge flared in her eyes, like fire inside the purest emerald. Don't lie to me, John. Don't pretend it's any more than it really is. It's a job. One we're both determined to complete, nothing more. Like hell.

Stars which are unusually bold and close, with an icy glitter in their light—glints of blue, emerald, gold.

It couldn't possibly mean that his latest fling might be someone from Ireland. That would be too hurtful to imagine. Or someone that he was taking to Ireland on a magic trip. Some girl that he was going to impress with his fairytale ways in the Emerald Isle.

Does anything genuinely beautiful need supplementing? No more than justice does- or truth, or kindness, or humility. Are any of those improved by being praised? Or damaged by contempt? Is an emerald suddenly flawed if no one admires it?

Kadiska wore red pantaloons slung low across her belly, showing her navel and the beaded lines of scars. Gold cloth wound her breasts, golden sandals wound her ankles, and a shawl of cloudlike like woal wrapped her shoulders and muffled her arms. Except when she reached out, as she did now, and ran her fingers through Seeker's hair, tricking the dark strands behind an ear in which an emerald still glittered.

It is strange how deeply colors seem to penetrate one, like scent. I suppose that is the reason why gems are used as spiritual emblems in the Revelation of St John. They look like fragments of heaven. I think the emerald is more beautiful than any of them.

Colors sluiced the air with fugal patterns as a shape subsumed the breeze and fell, to form further on, a brighter emerald, a duller amethyst. Odors flushed the wind with vinegar, snow, ocean, ginger, poppies, rum. Autumn, ocean, ginger, ocean, autumn; ocean, ocean, the surge of ocean again, while light foamed in the dimming blue that underlit the Mouse's face. Electric arpeggios of a neo-raga rilled.

And now there came both mist and snow,And it grew wondrous cold:And ice, mast-high, came floating by,As green as emerald.

The Emerald tablet (Tabula smaragdina) by Hermes Trismegistus, which became the basic tenet of esoteric systems such as Tantra, Kabbalah, or the Hermetic tradition, confirms these observations with its message: "as above so below" or "as without, so within." Each of us is a microcosm containing, in some mysterious way, the entire universe.