Quotes About Bell

Freedom is when one hears the bell at seven o'clock in the morning and knows it is the milkman and not the Gestapo

Aren't faeries supposed to be, like, really tiny? With wings and a wand and faerie dust?""I'm not Tinker Bell!

I was allowed to ring the bell for five minutes until everyone was in assembly. It was the beginning of power.

A bell is no bell 'til you ring it, a song is no song 'til you sing it, and love in your heart wasn't put there to stay. Love isnt love 'til you give it away.

Some say it rings by its own will, that if one arrives in Venice to its great, noble clanging, it is proof of one's Venetian soul, proof the old bell remembers one from some other time.

Ken Peters, and Corrinne Robinson, who always strive to make every Halo story ring clear and true as a crystal bell.

Never knock on Death's door ring the bell and run away Death really hates that

When she stopped playing, she looked thoughtful for a moment and said something like, 'I sometimes want to stop time. I sometimes want, in a happy moment, for a church bell never to ring again. I want not to ever have to go to the market again. I want for the starlings to stop flying in the sky. . . . But we are all at the mercy of time. We are all the strings, aren't we?

The stupid thief wears the sheep bell around his neck! Such stupidity of the bad is always good for the society!

he wanted to be all poetic, but in an instant he forgot Joe's poem about Japan except the part about 'you are the bell, and I am the tongue of the bell, ringing you,' and a new sound entered his life...

I can't stop writing you. You, the pleasure which exiled me for awhile. You of the whom dream, the bell swinging with echoes of two or three notes as if from another bird, before the major echoes from the same voice. I did not intentionally walk shores of light. I said my heart is sick because it is not full …

no point whatsoever meeting catastrophe with reason when what was needed was our prophets deranged and coming towards us wild-eyed and smeared with shit, ringing a bell, seer and sinner at once while speaking some language from the edge of reason whose message would translate into plain words as we're fucked well and truly fucked

After dinner, I become afraid despite myself. I know I should be joyous, for this reunion is the proof that love can still be outs, but I know the bell has tolled this evening. The sun has long since set and the thief is about to come, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. So I stare at her and wait and live a lifetime in these last remaining moments.

Artos, she thought. A king. In Caer Leon. The words rang in her head like a bell, like a scent of the lake, like the bright clean shimmer of the Companions.

After the passage of a given length of time, the jikijitsu again rings his bell once and claps his clappers twice. Then comes a short break of about ten minutes. Sometimes during this break kinhin (meditative walking) takes place in the meditation hall.

If he wears a tag, doesn't that make him harmless? It sounds rather sweet, like a kitten with a bell around its neck. A dissolute character without a tag is what frightens me.

A bell is no bell 'til you ring it, A song is no song 'til you sing it, And love in your heart Wasn't put there to stay - Love isn't love 'Til you give it away.

A bell's not a bell 'til you ring it, A song's not a song 'til you sing it, Love in your heart wasn't put there to stay, Love isn't love 'til you give it away!

An hour drifted by. The church clock on the cliffs had struck four times; a deep-toned, weary bell, that tolled for every quarter, and must often have been heard, at dead of night, by dying men, drowning unshriven and unhouseled.

When people subconsciously begin to associate you with positive moods and emotions, you are going to be the bell that makes people smile without realizing why.

A silent bell that struck out love.

y cuando la campana de la torre da la hora, esta no rompe el silencio sino que lo sostiene.

his soul (was) ringing like a well-struck bell. But it was a bell that rang with more than joy and adoration — there was the sound there too of anger and resentment. She would not look at him because she did not want to be in his presence. She hated him and he (how could he not?) hated her in return.

Those who have witnessed the deep truths of mathematics, Bell wrote, "have experienced something no jellyfish has ever felt".