Quotes About River

The river this morning was brown and sluggish with a never-ending flotilla of barges and boats, the commerce of the city. No lilacs here. No scent of a hay meadow or of a stand of lime trees, only the stink of a noxious city. Frobisher felt his soul shrivel.

The Criminal Element spoke often, and passionately, about the nefarious activities that every human being is capable of. Not only did it insist that the human heart was dark beyond all reckoning; it also likened the heart to a river. And further, it said, If we are not careful, that river can carry us along in its hidden currents of want and anger and need, and transform each of us into the very criminal we fear.

the human heart was dark beyond all reckoning; it also likened the heart to a river. And further, it said, "If we are not careful, that river can carry us along in its hidden currents of want and anger and need, and transform each of us into the very criminal we fear.

When I returned, not to Berlin, but to Hamburg in the midst of the fog of the beginning of winter, to the road that runs right above it's river and docks, a castle which never existed and a fountain which is really a sewer, a gust of wind far sweeter and more fragrant than any red rose carried the smell of shit and floating soil like a tongue into my nostril.

Suicide Note: The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss. -Langston Hughes

The danger isn't the river's speed, friend, but its slowness.

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No hago más que pensar en ese río de no sé qué parte, con unas aguas muy rápidas. Y en esas dos personas que están en medio de ellas, tratando de agarrarse mutuamente, aferrándose con todas sus fuerzas el uno al otro, hasta que al final ya no pueden aguantar más. La corriente es demasiado fuerte. Tienen que soltarse, y se separan, y se los lleva el agua.

Time is many things, her father told her. Time is a circle, and time is a great turning gear that cannot be stopped, and time is a river that carries away what you love.

The river split for the jump of a red-gilled silver salmon, then circled to mark the spot where it fell. Spoonbills shoveled at the crimson mud in the shallows, and dowitchers jumped from cattail to cattail, frantically crying Kleek! Kleek! as though the thin reeds were as hot as the pokers they resembled.

At some time in the ninth century one could have looked down the Seine and seen the prow of a Viking ship coming up the river. Looked at today in the British Museum it is a powerful work of art; but to the mother of a family trying to settle down in her little hut, it would have seemed less agreeable – as menacing to her civilisation as the periscope of a nuclear submarine.

The power of the river is to flow wildly! The power of the lake is to think calmly! Wise man both flows like a river and thinks lake a lake!

The only river i would like to be drown is the river filled with the blood of Jesus.

La selva sigue pegada a la piel aunque uno ya este lejos, la fuerza del río sigue presente cuando hemos sido su juguete por tantos meses; es como si el tiempo que fluye fuera apenas un recuerdo del río, como si las horas presurosas fueran todavía sus orillas

The burnished rays of the setting sun flamed glory on the clouds of the western sky before shattering in gold and vermilion dapples on the darkening waters of the river. Once Karras met God in this sight. Long ago. Like a lover forsaken, he still kept the rendezvous.

Evening came, a paw, to the gray hut by the river.

Climbing Along the River Willows never forget how it feels to be young Do you remember where you came from? Gravel remembers. Even the upper end of the river believes in the ocean. Exactly at midnight yesterday sighs away. What I believe is, all animals have one soul. Over the land they love they crisscross forever.

Even the upper end of the river believes in the ocean.

Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!The river glideth at his own sweet will!Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;And all that mighty heart is lying still!

There is only one home to the life of a river-mussel there is only one home to the life of a tortoise there is only one shell to the soul of man: there is only one world to the spirit of our race. If that world leaves its course and smashes on boulders of the great void, whose world will give us shelter?

Well, it's always we ramble, that river and I,All along your green valley I'll work till I die,My land I'll defend with my life, if it be,'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free.

Giacalone lived in a redbrick palace on Balfour Street in Grosse Pointe Park between East Jefferson and the Detroit River. Only the highest-ranking mobsters, of whom he was one, had homes there.

These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger that he will plunge through.

These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger that he will plunge through. Now he hears the ice creak beneath him, and so intense and panicking is the sensation that he has to stand for a moment, press his hands to his face and catch his breath.