Quotes About Stone

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating. Both of you are great light borrowers. Her O-mouth grieves at the world; yours is unaffected, And your first gift is making stone out of everything.

Day now, night now, at head, side, feet, They stand their vigil in gowns of stone, Faces blank as the day I was born, Their shadows long in the setting sun That never brightens or goes down. And this is the kingdom you bore me to, Mother, mother. But no frown of mine Will betray the company I keep.

The silence surged back, smoothing itself as black water smooths to its old surface calm over a dropped stone.

Only the mouth-hole piped out, Importunate cricket In a quarry of silences. The people of the city heard it. They hunted the stones, taciturn and separate, The mouth-hole crying their locations. Drunk as a fetus I suck at the paps of darkness. The food tubes embrace me. Sponges kiss my lichens away. The jewelmaster drives his chisel to pry Open one stone eye. This is the after-hell: I see the light. A wind unstoppers the chamber

And the eye adjusts itself to a twilight Where the dead stone is seen to be batrachian, The aphyllous branch ophidian.

Cuando te cae en la cabeza, entonces te das cuenta de que es una piedra. Binabik

I imbue this place with my essence, every stone and every drop. My visit will do wonders for the flowers. Aly propped her chin on her hand. So does manure, she observed.

She must bring her song to the stone heights, to the dwellers inside. They would take her in, their sister of the mountains. They would bring her home.

The graves are, he suggests, only stone bookmarks left in pages of earth.

There were no windows in the stone room, but light came from a tasteful arrangement of seven human skulls hung from the ceiling on an iron chain with candles burning in them. There was also a low fire buzzing on an open hearth. In its sombre red glare, less bright yet more widespread and descriptive than the glow of the skull lamps, unknown objects winked on the walls-bone things, metal things-and symbols drawn there in yellow and white clay seemed to dart, disintegrate and reassamble.

All he has conveyed was disapproval, the stone spire of the Montargo tower.

Cyrion in stone was to be a fleeting concept, not a permanent condition.

You were overloaded. I said nothing. I said nothing. The stone man made soup. The burning woman drank it.

All night his mind seemed to skip over the surface of sleep like a stone upon water, never quite breaking the skin. As

Virtue is like a rich stone, best plain set.

He that is only real had need have exceeding great parts of virtue, as the stone had need be rich that is set without foil.

What will happen to those who stone the prophets and persecute the masters? His fate is written in flaming letters on each page of the history.

The Hardy home, on the corner of High and Elm streets, was an old stone house set in a large, tree-shaded lawn. Right now, crocuses and miniature narcissi were sticking their heads through the light-green grass.

Ten years was not enough. Stone should not crumble after just a decade of neglect. The filth should not have piled up so quickly—not with so few inhabitants, most of whom were incapacitated. It was as if Elantris were intent on dying, a city committing suicide.

Nations are possessed with an insane ambition to perpetuate the memory of themselves by the amount of hammered stone they leave.

I am of the nature of Stone. It takes the summer's sun to warm it.

The Tao te Ching says, "[The Master] doesn't glitter like a jewel Ã¢â'¬Â¦ [but is] as rugged and common as a stone.

Stone and sea are deep in life Two unalterable symbols of the world Permanence at rest And permanence in motion Participants in the power that remains

Eyes mean a lot. Like a barometer. They tell you everything-they tell you who has a heart of stone, who would poke the toe of his boot in your ribs as soon as look at you-and who's afraid of you. The cowards – they're the ones whose ankles I like to snap at. If they're scared, I go for them. Serve them right..grrr..bow-wow…" Chapter 1