Quotes About Diamonds

Pressure makes diamonds

Angels are like diamonds. They can't be made, you have to find them. Each one is unique.

Many individuals have, like uncut diamonds, shining qualities beneath a rough exterior.

Pearls from the soul are more precious than diamonds from the mine.

Pressure makes diamonds - or not.

The most abundant and most precious of things: Thoughts and Dreams, can be found in every corner yet as precious as diamonds.

The inn was a white saltbox under a low roof, with additions to either side. Diamond-paned windows glowed warm and welcoming on either side of a heavy carved door. An older man, impeccably dressed, escorted his beautifully coiffed companion down the front stairs. Her conservative high heels barely showed under her long coat. Kenzie caught the glitter of diamonds against a fur collar. This was definitely not Ye Olde Crabbe Shacke.

The man in gray decided to take the Glen Suite of diamonds at midnight. Provided they were still in the apartment safe and the occupants away. This he needed to know. So he watched and he waited. At half past seven he was rewarded.

I love Casio G-Shocks. My dream is to have watches in all colours. I also love gold watches. I'd like to have a diamond-studded gold watch some day.

I've never had a diamond before, and now I've got a diamond surrounded by other diamonds and diamonds in places where, frankly, you don't need diamonds at all, and I would have been happy with a piece of twine.

But this is Miami, you can't come to Miami and not show any skin. You gotta show something. If you're all covered up in this heat, you're gonna make me pass out out just to look at you. It's sweaty in Miami-but the diamonds will keep me cool.

You know how in every heist movie they get past the security cameras that show the hallway leading to the diamonds by jamming the screens with a fake signal of everything looking safe and quiet? Usually a guard coughs so they don't notice the blip from switching to the bogus feed.

The questions are diamonds you hold in the light. Study a lifetime and you see different colors from the same jewel. The same questions, asked again, bring you just the answers you need just the minute you need them.

Education is a process of cultivating diamonds in a field called the mind.

A poet is an unpaid laborer of a mine where he digs into the mountain to find rough diamonds. He then polishes them with his imagination and emotion to share with everyone.

No pressure, no diamonds. — Mary Case

If there's one thing Lucille hates, it's how science has to rain on whimsy's parade: Rainbows not a gift from leprechauns offering pots of gold, but only a trick of refraction. A blue sky not a miles-wide painting done by a heavenly hand, but molecules scattering light. Still, when Lucille sees the stars strewn across the sky on a night like tonight, they're diamonds, and she thinks they might end up under her bed yet. Maybe

Sure, this was where her father had planned the De Beers diamond heist when she was three. It was the very room where her uncle had orchestrated the hijacking of eighty percent of the world's caviar when she was seven.

I have a Rolex, but no diamonds. Rappers wear diamonds to compensate for a lack of fashion sense. I don't even have pierced ears - I'm not into that; it's too much.

I have always made my own jewelry. I particulary love emeralds and black diamonds, and I'm always wearing large cocktail rings.

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies. Jenks (Black Magic Sanction)

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies, Jenks whispered, empty and bereft. My word silent, though I should howl. Muffled by death, my wings can't lift me high enough to find you. I feel you within. Unaware of my pain. Not knowing why I mourn. And why I breathe alone.

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies," Jenks whispered, empty and bereft. "My word silent, though I should howl. Muffled by death, my wings can't lift me high enough to find you. I feel you within. Unaware of my pain. Not knowing why I mourn." He lifted his eyes to mine, a glimmer of tears showing. "And why I breathe alone.

I held his gaze. "My mother once told me that diamonds were born of pressure, but I never understood what she meant until I met you." His brows drew together, and his voice roughened. "For true?" "Jack, your past—and how you handled it—is why we're both still breathing.