Your hometown is like a small fatherland.
Old oxen like soft grass.
Worms don't like the robin's song.
A fat wife is like a blanket in winter.
Love without jealousy is like a Pole with no moustache.
Abundance, like want, ruins many.
Beauty without wisdom is like a flower in the mud.
A friendly word is like a spring day.
A stranger's soul is like a dark forest.
A rock offered by a friend is like an apple.
Man's life is like a drop of dew on a lea
A house without a child is like a tomb.
The heart is like the astrologer who guesses at the truth.
The devil likes to hide behind a cross.
She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. “I like when you hold me.” Dios, she was going to break his heart. “I like when I hold you too.
On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.
Trains are great dirty smoky things," said Will. "You won't like it." Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?" "I've never swam naked in the Thames, but I know I wouldn't like it.
When a man does not dwell in self, then things will of themselves reveal their forms to him. His movement is like that of water, his stillness like that of a mirror, his responses like those of an echo.
Happiness had never been like this before. Now it came like sun showers, the sun and the rain together. Happiness was happier than it had been - sharp, piercing, and snatched, like a breath while swimming in surf.
She was not filled up with the sight of him, the way she had seen her sisters fill up, like silk balloons, like wineskins. Instead, he seemed to land heavily within her, like a black stone falling.
To become more like Jesus we must understand that the only growth we can be in charge of is our own.
