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Tag Name "Streams" (174)

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Streams of melting snow.
Kiersten White
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Streams may spring from one source, and yet some be clear and some be foul.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me... All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance.
Leonard Cohen
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Like streams that keep a summer mind Snow-hid in Jenooary.
James Russell Lowell
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All material in nature, the mountains and the streams and the air and we, are made of Light which has been spent, and this crumpled mass called material casts a shadow, and the shadow belongs to Light.
Louis Kahn
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That grief is the most durable which flows inward, and buries its streams with its fountain, in the depths of the heart.
Jane Porter
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In other localities certain places in the streams are much better than others, but at Niagara one place is just as good as another, for the reason that the fish do not bite anywhere.
Mark Twain
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I get all these screenplays that start 'Tawnya is in the shower. The water streams down her naked, perky breasts'. I don't think this is happening to Natalie Portman.
Jessica Alba
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All mountain streets have streams to thread them, or deep grooves where a stream might run. You would do well to avoid that range uncomforted by singing floods. You will find it forsaken of most things but beauty and madness and death and God.
Mary Hunter Austin
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In him converge all previous streams of tendency, not as into a pool, stagnant, passive, motionless, but as a noble river that received its tributary waters and bearss them onward in larger and statelier volume.
Johannes Brahms
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All the mind-streams eventually flow into the One ocean Beingness. There are many pathways for the mind there are no paths for the Heart, for the Heart is infinite and fills everything.
Mooji
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When you defile the pleasant streams, And the wild bird's abiding place, You massacre a million dreams, And cast your spittle in God's face
John Drinkwater
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Lakes, rivers, streams...all are water and all travel to the same destination. So it is with religion.
Muhammad Ali
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Again the blackbirds sings the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flowers.
John Greenleaf Whittier
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There's not much high and low culture any more: there's just mingling streams of art and what matters is whether it's good art or bad art.
Neil Gaiman
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Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.
John Muir
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The mightiest rivers lose their force when split up into several streams.
Ovid
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A river continually fed by a living fountain may as soon end its streams before it come to the ocean, as a stop be put to the course and progress of grace before it issue in glory.
John Owen
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There are natures that go to the streams of life in great cities as the hart goes to the water brooks.
Philip Gilbert Hamerton
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The tucked-up sempstress walks with hasty strides, While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.
Jonathan Swift
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Fishing the small streams of New Hampshire is a pastime that combines hiking, map reading, and bushwhacking - plenty of it.
Joseph Monninger
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Climb the steep Cold Mountain way Roads to Cold Mountain are many and never ending The valleys are long and deep, the peaks piled high The streams are wide, the grass is thick The moss is slippery though there is no rain The pines sigh though there is no wind Who can escape the snares of the world And come to sit with me among the white clouds?
Hanshan
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Truth lies at the confluence of independent streams of evidence.
Karl Deutsch
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O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn Of death! Far sooner in midsummer tire The streams than under ice. June could not hire Her roses to forego the strength they learn In sleeping on thy breast.
Helen Hunt Jackson
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