Quotes About Nile

No people, ancient or modern," said Max Müller, "has given women so high a legal status as did the inhabitants of the Nile Valley."97

Do we fear death? Of course. But it is death that makes room for birth, and the cycle of life is as natural as the rise and fall of the Nile. Death is our last and greatest duty.

We journey up the storied Nile; The timeless water seems to smile; The slow and swarthy boatman sings; The dahabeah spreads her wings; We catch the breeze and sail away, Along the dawning of the day, Along the East, wherein the morn Of life and truth was gladly born.

Now our Nile has turned to blood and in the cafes the scholars jest about a cosmic wound. Priests no longer smile at our catalogue of charities and even the beggars whom we pity and love refuse our coins with a curse.

How doth the little crocodileImprove his shining tail,And pour the waters of the NileOn every golden scale!How cheerfully he seems to grin,How neatly spreads his claws,And welcomes little fishes inWith gently smiling jaws!

Across the city, people quoted a prophecy the Arabs used to tell to glorify the Ottoman Empire: the Turks would leave Palestine only when a prophet of God brought water of the Nile to Palestine. The British had laid pipes that supplied their army with water in the desert, and so Allenby was called "Allah an-nabi", a prophet of God.

Melt Egypt into Nile!

The study of mathematics, like the Nile, begins in minuteness but ends in magnificence.

He who does good and throw it in the Nile will be rewarded by God in the desert.

Sir Graham was in his best uniform. The one that had never seen sea service, but was reserved for only the most honored of occasions, the gold buttons and lace and epaulets blindingly bright in the sun, the medal of the Nile around his neck, the broad red sash of knighthood across his right shoulder. His hands were clasped behind his back; a sailor he was, even here, and he was smiling, his eyes radiant with love as he caught sight of her and watched her move slowly down the path, toward him.

If you look at the Nile on a map of Egypt, you don't think it has moved very much, but the river is very violent and has moved over time.

In the 1960s, I personally lived the resounding impact of President Nasser's vision of constructing Aswan's High Dam as a 'national project' for controlling the Nile irrigation and the production of electricity.

Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile: Water before the faithful, blood before the unbeliever.

So the Yellow River is a constant, unpredictable and often terrifying character in the story of China, nothing like the benign life-bearing flood of the Egyptian Nile, whose rising was celebrated each year with unerring predictability on 15 August, or the Tigris in Mesopotamia, whose summer rising was greeted into the twentieth century with liturgies and food offerings, even in Muslim households.

He who once drunk of Nile water will forever yearn to be by the Nile again.

her eyes green as the Nile's water in the heat of summer.

Under a good administration, the Nile gains on the desert. Under a bad one, the desert gains on the Nile.

Less than two centuries later, the Macedonian Greek Alexander the Great conquered Egypt, completing this task in a matter of months, but remaining long enough to found the city of Alexandria, whose site he selected in 331 BC at what was then the western mouth of the Nile delta. After this, in what appeared to be a characteristic act of hubris, but was in fact an attempt to win over the local priesthood, Alexander sacrificed to the sacred bull Apis and had himself crowned pharaoh.

After two full years had passed, Pharaoh had a dream: He was standing beside the Nile,

After them, seven other cows, sickly and thin, came up from the Nile and stood beside the well-fed cows on the bank of the river.

Then Pharaoh said to Joseph: “In my dream I was standing on the bank of the Nile,

Then Pharaoh commanded all his people: “Every son born to the Hebrews you must throw into the Nile, but every daughter you may allow to live.”

But when she could no longer hide him, she got him a papyrus basket and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in the basket and set it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile.

Soon the daughter of Pharaoh went down to bathe in the Nile, and her attendants were walking along the riverbank. And when she saw the basket among the reeds, she sent her maidservant to retrieve it.