Quotes About Stone

She fell under the density of the Dragon's presence, ducking her face toward bedrock. Carven stone scored her palms; the heat of blood smeared the petals on the bas-relief biers. She managed one breath, and then another, and then her voice.

Lucifer's halo filled the grim little room with light, and he seemed suddenly more beautiful than ever. Something fragile and almost mortal, unreal, outlined against the sweating stone.

The stone hushed my footsteps instead of ringing with them, and yet the sun shone from without them, golden as the walls.

It came to him that life moved in circles like the ripples radiating from a stone cast into a pool. . . Now he was on the outer ring of the last ripple, journeying to fulfill the cycle. Or perhaps the cycle was already complete and he was about to cast another stone.

I guess I should have said that you're a tragic loss because your brains were yours and yours alone. You were the one who could pull the sword out of the stone. And you gave it all up.

To Auriel, I will give the gift of gold. After the night of long and false captivity, the golden SUN is about to rise, and all this by the power of the Stone, lapis ex caelis; for be sure that as Auriel rises the LION shall fall. Qui non intelligit aut discat aut taceat.

Those Ten Words, and they alone, were written by the finger of God upon tables of stone, and they alone were deposited in the holy ark for safe keeping.

Cities each have a kind of light,a color even,or set of undertonesdetermined by the river or hillsas well as by the stoneof their countless buildings.I cannot yet recall what city this is I'm in.It must be close to dawn.

There are lighter colors of granite and I like to break the rules.

She sighed, and all the gladness went out of her face, as the sunlight leaves the stone where a beggar seeks to warm himself.

The savage bows down to idols of wood and stone: the civilized man to idols of flesh and blood.

My art is an attempt to reach beyond the surface appearance. I want to see growth in wood, time in stone, nature in a city, and I do not mean its parks but a deeper understanding that a city is nature too-the ground upon which it is built, the stone with which it is made.

A nickname is the heaviest stone that the devil can throw at a man. It is a bugbear to the imagination, and, though we do not believe in it, it still haunts our apprehensions.

Every first thing is always a miracle. The first person you fall in love with. The first letter you receive. The first stone you throw. And in my conception of the novel, the letter becomes important. But what's more important is the fact that we need to continue to tell each other stories.

Why, you're a ghost," he said, "and so am I. We're spirits haunting these bodies of flesh and blood, just as spooks haunt houses of wood and stone." "You believe in haunted houses?" "All houses," he said, "wherein men have lived and died, are haunted houses.

no stone. Except for the huge reeds in the marshes, it had no trees for timber. Here, then, was a region with

Fire, slavery, cloth, coin, and stone - these are the basis of civilized life. Sometimes it happens that one or another of them gets hopelessly involved in the most basic appetites of a woman or a man. There are people I have met in my travels who cannot eat food unless it has been held long over fire; and there are others, like me, who cannot love without some mark of possession. Both, no doubt, seem squally strange and incomprehensible to you, 'ey, barbarian?

History makes my mouth water - and that is as much because of the voids in what documentation remains as what is set in stone.

I have inherited a belief in community, the promise that a gathering of the spirit can both create and change culture. In the desert, change is nurtured even in stone by wind, by water, through time.

The original lists were probably carved in stone and represented longer periods of time. They contained things like 'Get More Clay. Make Better Oven.'

For a moment Ethan simply stares. Before him is the monster of his nightmares: his sister's murderer, the beast who robbed him of his greatest love. How easy, how fulfilling would it be to take Marduk's life? But the arrow in Ethan's fingers slips to the ground. No. even revenge is too great an honor for you. As the night falls and brings an end to this long day of darkness, Marduk inhales his last staggered breath and his body turns to stone.

hollín. El museo era sólo el sobreviviente pabellón donde se podía ver un loro disecado que le sirvió de modelo para Un Coeur simple y una de las piedras labradas que trajo de Túnez cuando escribía Salammbô. Había también unas pocas fotos amarillentas y

Who doesn't love a mystery solved? It creates order from disorder, salves our ache for moral balance. An unsolved mystery is like a stone in your shoe.

Hugh's flat was on the ground floor of a red-brick pile near Baker Street. To reach the door one clattered along a black-and-white stone passage, feeling like the last pawn left at a game of chess.