Quotes About Mingle

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I don't know how to work a room. It's a real skill.

One gains universal applause who mingles the useful with the agreeable, at once delighting and instructing the reader.

I walk in a cloud of wonder; I am glad. I mingle among the crowds; my heart is pounding; you do not guess the adventure I have had!... Yet you, too, all have had your dark adventures, your sudden adventures, or strange, or sweet.

The spirit within nourishes, and the mind, diffused through all the members, sways the mass and mingles with the whole frame.

I had not slept with many men other than my husband, but I had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with his and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing.

had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with his and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing. A throwback of some kind, I thought. In older, more primitive times (like these? asked another part of my mind), it was an act of trust to sleep in the presence of another person. If the trust was mutual, simple sleep could bring you closer together than the joining of bodies.

He collects my ashes himself, though this is a women's duty. He puts them in a golden urn, the finest in our camp, and turns to the watching Greeks. 'When I am dead, I charged you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.

Some writers are seasoned raconteurs with an endless supply of stories and quips and one-liners. Others are reclusive and introverted souls who labor in their solitary worlds and struggle to mix and mingle.

Who does not love to wander at twilight, when the light of day and the deep shades of night mingle together in deep coloring?

IT is strange how the outer world surrounds yet never touches the inner; how the gay and lighter threads of life intervene yet never mingle with those that are darkest and sternest, as the parasite clings to the forest tree, united yet ever dissimilar!

When you've got too much religion that you can't mingle with people, that you're afraid of certain people, you've got too much religion. C. L. Franklin, from a 1955 sermon