Quotes About Pools
And let God purge this wicked sadness away with a flood, and let the waters recede to pools and ponds and ditches, and let every one of them mirror heaven. Still, they taste a bit of blood and hair.
~ Marilynne Robinson
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I pictured myself sitting by the fire and knitting the Celtic mists and shadowy pools into my cloth. I pictured Jonathan getting up from his typewriter and going out to split wood like a man in Ingmar Bergman, and the child, with woollen mittens flapping at its cuffs, tottering after him.
~ Barbara Trapido
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The morning was fresh from the rain. The smell of the tide pools was strong. Sweet odors came from the wild grasses in the ravines and from the sand plants on the dunes. I sang as I went down the trail to the beach and along the beach to the sandspit. I felt that the day was an omen of good fortune. It was a good day to begin my new home.
~ Scott O'Dell
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Time falls on us, like rain, it falls like rain until we drown in it, and sometimes, it's like the drains overflow, and time just - pools up, it seeps, it gathers in the corners.
~ Michael Montoure, Slices
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Love is like a reservoir of kindness and pleasure, like silos and pools during a siege.
~ Yehuda Amichai
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Everywhere beneath the branches of the four oak trees the moonlight showed him pools of drying blood and tufts of torn-out fur.
~ Erin Hunter
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The stork walking about on his long red legs chattered in the Egyptian language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst of which were deep pools.
~ Hans Christian Andersen
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Mute in that golden silence hung with green, Come down from heaven and bring me in your eyes Remembrance of all beauty that has been, And stillness from the pools of Paradise.
~ Siegfried Sassoon
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The pools had been written onto the fields by the rain. The pools were a magic worked by the rain, just as the tumbling of the black birds against the grey was a spell that the sky was working and the motion of grey-brown grasses was a spell that the wind made. Everything had meaning.
~ Susanna Clarke
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Kui kohtate basseiniserval naist, kes keeldub juukseid märjaks tegemast, et neid mitte sassi ajada, põgenege. Kui sellist, kes mulinal sukeldub, sukelduge järele.
~ Frédéric Beigbeder
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At least our ducks and geese live in backyard pens, though trudging outside to fill their plastic swimming pools involves a trip through the basement, where two convalescing turkeys yip pathetically if I don't coo and hand-feed them grain.
~ Bob Tarte
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The brown fields were partly flooded; they were strung with chains of chill, grey pools. The pattern of the pools had meaning. The pools had been written on to the fields by the rain. The pools were a magic worked by the rain, just as the tumbling of the black birds against the grey was a spell that the sky was working and the motion of grey-brown grasses was a spell that the wind made. Everything had meaning.
~ Susanna Clarke
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His eyelashes were so long and thick they looked artificial. Black plastic reeds fringing two green, glacial pools.
~ Sylvia Plath
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The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap And seeing that it was a soft October night Curled once about the house, and fell asleep
~ T.S. Eliot
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The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes, Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening, Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains, Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys, Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap, And seeing that it was a soft October night, Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil...
~ Stephen Vincent Bent
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Marina del Rey, where Segretti lived, was on the water and, if you believed the ads, represented the ultimate in swinging-singles living. Lots of sailing, saunas, mixed-doubles tennis, pools, parties, candlelight, long-stemmed glasses, Caesar salads, tanned bodies, mixed double-triple-multiple kinkiness in scented sandalwood splendor.
~ Carl Bernstein
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After filming the first season of 'Poldark,' I went with the cast on a trip to Iceland. We started off in Reykjavik and then went into the mountains and swam in naturally heated pools.
~ Eleanor Tomlinson
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Her voice was low, beautiful. When she took off her glasses, her eyes would be large and deep as ocean pools.
~ Storm Constantine
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At banquets or by pools people would sit eating grapes and drinking from goblets and listen to the rhapsodes sing. It was not a song with music, but the rhapsodes still sang. They sang of heroes and of journeys.
~ Susan Minot
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I carry it all with me, in the quiet pools and strong currents of my being. I fill my hands with the black dirt left by the river's birth. I believe that what I hold in my hands is memory: like the river, it takes what it touches, carrying it along until all that remains is the bed over which the water flows.
~ Kim Barnes
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We did not make it to the pools." "What pools?" Her voice was drowsy and sensual from his lovemaking. His heart turned over, and his body tightened in anticipation. "The tunnel leads to hot springs, a beautiful spot where we can rest for a time. I was taking you there when you seduced me." Shea laughed softly. "Is that what I did? If all it takes is opening your shirt, we're in for a wild time together.
~ Christine Feehan
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Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.
~ Gilbert White
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But she could not reduce her vision to words, since it was no single shape coloured upon the dark, but rather a general excitement, an atmosphere, which, when she tried to visualize it, took form as a wind scouring the flanks of the northern hills and flashing light upon cornfields and pools.
~ Virginia Woolf
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