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Tag Name "Bows" (364)

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for my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. (Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1)
William Shakespeare
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Bow, stubborn knees, and, heart with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All many be well.
William Shakespeare
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O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul that, struggling to be free, art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay! Bow, stubborn knees! and, heart with strings of steel, be soft as sinews of the new-born babe!
William Shakespeare
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What wouldst thou do, old man? Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak When power to flattery bows?
William Shakespeare
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You know, we'll hardly get our feet out of time [and] into eternity that we'll bow our heads in shame and humiliation. We'll gaze on eternity and say, 'My God! Look at all the riches there were in Jesus Christ, and I've come to the Judgment Seat almost a pauper!
Aiden Wilson Tozer
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Mans nature indicates that he was created for three things: To think, to worship and to work. But thinking is not enough. Men are made to worship also, to bow down and adore in the presence of the Mystery inexpressible.
Aiden Wilson Tozer
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It may be that today gold has become the exclusive ruler of life, but the time will come when man will again bow down before a higher god.
Adolf Hitler
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I love bows, … And I feel some couture pots coming on.
Yves Saint Laurent
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I never will, by any word or act, bow to the shrine of intolerance or admit a right of inquiry into the religious opinions of others.
Thomas Jefferson
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I value science--none can prize it more, It gives ten thousand motives to adore: Be it religious, as it ought to be, The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.
Abraham Coles
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The living all find death unpleasant men mourn over it. And yet, what is death, but the unbending of the bow and its return to its case?
Zhuangzi
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Things don't always tie up in a nice bow. Even when you make strides with people and relationships, it's complicated.
Aaron Tveit
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Kneel to nobody bow to everyone.
Robin Skelton
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If the people wanted my head I would bow without demur. If I had lost the confidence or respect of the people I would not want to live. The tragedy of the drama is that the very opposite is true.
Zulfikar Ali Bhutto
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The flagrantly gay Quentin Crisp dealt with homophobic bullying by refusing to bow to its onslaught. His number listed in the phone directory, he responded to derogatory remarks accompanied with a stated intent to kill him by asking, Would you like to make an appointment?
Quentin Crisp
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Is civilization only a higher form of idolatry, that man should bow down to a flesh-brush, to flannels, to baths, diet, exercise, and air?
Mary Baker Eddy
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Other books we may read and criticise. To the Scriptures we must bow the entire soul, with all its faculties.
Edward Norris Kirk
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Remember always that the composer's pen is still mightier than the bow of the violinist in you lie all the possibilities of the creation of beauty.
John Philip Sousa
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Remove the temptation of idleness and Cupid's bow is useless.
Ovid
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The spinning wheel is itself an exquisite piece of machinery. My head daily bows in reverence to its unknown inventor.
Mahatma Gandhi
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If someone can write great music... Paul McCartney is a genius. He's so prolific. All we should do is bow down to Paul McCartney.
Fred Armisen
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If you wrote something, you deserve to get paid and recognized for your work. No one should take a bow with another man's hat.
Ronald Isley
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Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose.
Rumi
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As the skull of the man grows broader, so do his creeds. And his gods they are shaped in his image and mirror his needs. And he clothes them with thunders and beauty, He clothes them with music and fire, Seeing not, as he bows by their altars, That he worships his own desire.
Don Marquis
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