Quotes About Water

I was shivering with cold. The woman filled the pitcher again and repeated the process, but it looked less like a shower than a snake shedding its skin. The water slipped off her body like a transparent skin. "Unless I do this, I can't forget the bad things. Instead of screaming out loud, I freeze the screams and rinse them from my skin.

The individual soul touches upon the world soul like a well reaches for the water table. That which sustains the universe beyond thought and language, and that which is at the core of us and struggles for expression, is the same thing. The finite within the infinite, the infinite within the finite.

I tell you, to be drunk on alcohol is disgraceful, but to be drunk on water is noble and ecstatic.

My baptism was a slightly awkward affair. . . . The water trickled down my face and down my neck; though just a beakers worth, it had the refreshing effect of a monsoon rain.

Swimming instruction, which in time became swimming practice, was gruelling, but there was the deep pleasure of doing a stroke with increasing ease and speed, over and over, till hypnosis practically, the water turning from molten lead to liquid light.

I looked up. I couldn't see him. He was hiding at the bottom of the boat. He appeared when he threw my mother's body overboard. His mouth was red. The water boiled with fish.

chia fresca—"chilly chia." It's brewed up by dissolving chia seeds in water with a little sugar and a squirt of lime. In

iskiate is otherwise known as chia fresca—"chilly chia." It's brewed up by dissolving chia seeds in water with a little sugar and a squirt of lime.

Dan had discovered that he had been mistaken, that books did not exist outside of the body and only in mind, but that words were breath, that they were experienced and understood through the inseparability of mind and body, that words were the water and reading was swimming. Just as he had in water, he could lose himself in reading: mind and body became one.

El sonido del agua dice lo que pienso. Su mente está libre de todo pensamiento. Su proceder es sereno y silencioso. Su frente reluce con sencillez. Es frío como el otoño y cálido como la primavera, porque su goce y su ira se suceden tan naturalmente como las cuatro estaciones.

The sound of water says what I think.

Three-fourths of the Earth's surface is water, and one-fourth is land. It is quite clear that the good Lord intended us to spend triple the amount of time fishing as taking care of the lawn.

En este instante-ya estoy envuelta en un vago deseo difuso de maravilla y en millares de reflejos de sol en el agua que brota de la fuente de un jardín maduro de perfumes, jardín y sombras que invento ya y ahora y que son el medio concreto de hablar en este mi instante de vida. Mi estado es el de jardín con agua que fluye.

Yo que detesto el domingo porque está hueco Yo, que quiero la cosa más primordial porque es la fuente de la generación -yo que ambiciono beber agua en el manantial de la fuente-, yo que soy todo eso, debo por falta y trágico destino conocer tan sólo y experimentar tan sólo los ecos de mí, porque no capto el mí propiamente dicho.

Water Lilies' is an extension of my life. Without the woter the lilies cannot live, as I am without art.

The essence of the motif is the mirror of water, whose appearance alters at every moment.

I'm not an optimist. I'm a realist ... or maybe even a pessimist. The glass has water in it; that's all I know.

I always wanted to be Peter Pan, the boy who never grows up. I can't fly, but swimming is the next best thing. It's harmony and balance. The water is my sky.

Gossip is the human condition. It's like water. It finds its way through every crack and gap. It can't be contained.

beautiful December grapes, blue as plums, every grape a little skinful of sweet, tasteless water

The word 'pure' has never revealed an intelligent meaning to me. I can only use the word to quench and optical thirst for purity in the transparencies that evoke it - in bubbles, in a volume of water, and in the imaginary latitudes entrenched, beyond reach, at the very center of a dense crystal.

The fairies have washed their linen in the water of your dress.

The word "pure" has never revealed an intelligible meaning to me. I can only use the word to quench an optical thirst for purity in the transparencies that evoke it – in bubbles, in a volume of water, and in the imaginary latitudes entrenched, beyond reach, at the very center of a dense crystal.

I simply feel that now we've so utterly perfected the walkie-talkie to the point where it has become the iPhone, maybe we could turn the great minds that brought us the Nintendo Wii, to, say, getting fresh water to the one billion people on our planet who don't have it.