Quotes About Antique

I'm reminded of the story of the village idiot whose antique watch stopped running. He pried it open and found a dead cockroach inside. "No wonder it doesn't work," he said, "the manager is dead.

With Code Five, I'll have to do the door-to-door myself. Not a simple sex crime," she said with a sigh. "Whoever did it set it up. The antique weapon, the wounds themselves, almost ruler straight down the body, the lights, the pose. Who called it in, Feeney?

encontrava-se rodeada por uma colecção de livros antigos, muitos dos quais abertos. A visão de todas aquelas páginas lembrava-lhe cães ansiosos deitados de costas à espera de festas na barriga.

We stopped for gas the other side of Sabinas Hidalgo. Here a congregation of local straw-hatted ranchers with handlebar mustaches growled and joked in front of antique gas-pumps. Across the fields an old man plodded with a burro in front of his switch stick. The sun rose pure on pure and ancient activities of human life.

The Galvanick Lucipher is of antique design. Ghnxh, who is about a hundred years old, can only smile in condescension at Waterhouse's U.S Navy flashlight. In the sotto voce one might use to correct an enourmous social gaffe, he explains that the galvanic lucifer is of such a superior design as to make any further reference to the Navy model a grating embarrassment for everyone concerned.

In close-nailed furniture, if the nails used are identical they have been manufactured industrially, which implies a date after 1850.

I sell Damascus steel, folded and intricate, dug up from the earth, practically useless, desirable only to lovers of the arcane, the beautiful, the old. No

A precious – mouldering pleasure – 'tis – To meet an Antique Book – In just the Dress his Century wore – A privilege – I think – His venerable Hand to take – And warming in our own – A passage back – or two – to make – To Times when he – was young... His presence is enchantment – You beg him not to go – Old Volumes shake their Vellum Heads And tantalize – just so –

I love the smell of vintage words, the taste of authors' souls, the feel of books a thousand times read, the sight of worn spines in line on a shelf, the haunting sound and inked-mind silence of reading alone.

Browsing the dim back corner Of a musty antique shop An old book of poetry fell open Gold-gilded dust filled the air Angels flew out from the pages I caught the whiff of a soul The ink seemed fresh as today Was that voices whispering? The tree of the paper still grows.

They were old, their covers cracked and their bindings frayed, but as far as Gwendolyn was concerned that only made the words cocooned between their musty pages more precious.

Browsing the dim back corner Of a musty antique shop Opened an old book of poetry Angels flew out from the pages I caught the whiff of a soul The ink seemed fresh as today Was that voices whispering? The tree of the paper still grows.

Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom.

But, if we regard knowledge as an antique, as "ancient wisdom" to be collected, then we are on the wrong path.

I mobili erano spagnoli, del genere bellini a vedersi e scomodi a sedersi.

Even the jukebox plays nothing but oldies, mostly

Some men like shiny new toys. Others like the priceless antique.

Ye distant spires, ye antique towers,That crown the wat'ry glade.

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I love everything that is old; old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines.

Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.

Coming downriver an antique schooner running under bare poles. Black hull, gold plimsoll. Passing under the bridge and down along the gray riverfront. Phantom of grace.

Glaub es oder glaub es nicht!«, sagte sie. »In einem der letzten Bücher, die ich gekauft habe, einer wunderschönen Erstausgabe aus dem neunzehnten Jahrhundert, habe ich doch tatsächlich eine eingetrocknete Salamischeibe als Lesezeichen gefunden.

Consider to what extent an "antique" is prized because it is excellently made and beautiful and to what extent it is prized because it is an antique and as such is saturated with another time and another place and is therefore resistant to absorption by the self—