What will happen to those who stone the prophets and persecute the masters? His fate is written in flaming letters on each page of the history.
But water doesn't care for human sorrows. It flows without slowing or quickening its pace in the darkness of the earth, where only stones will hear.
It was deep and wide as autumn’s ending. It was heavy as a great river-smooth stone. It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die.
Sticks and stones can break your bones, but names can kill you.
Some sessions are stars and some sessions are stones, but in the end they are all rocks and we build upon them.
The best way to treat obstacles is to use them as stepping-stones. Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
Look Fabian, the world is full of sheep, don’t settle for being a sheep, even if you do reside over those creatures, act more like a Ram.
I pulled you from the snow, Tella. You couldn't even keep your eyes open.' I roll my eyes to show him how well they work now.
Because I want to know if I'm allowed to kiss your tears away. Because I want to be able to hold your hand. Because I like you.
He was the monster. That was what Kahlan saw. And she had sent him away in a collar to be tortured. Because he was a monster that needed to be collared, a beast.
There was no semblance of remorse on his stone-like face. He wanted me. That's all there was to it. And he would have me, regardless if I wanted him to or not.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; Thus unlamented let me die; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.
I desperately want to talk to her now. I want to ask her who it was who so deftly crafted and shaped the legend that was our love.
The past is dead and buried. But I know now that buried things have a way of rising to the surface when one least expects them to.
He felt a deep urge to put some order in this chaos. Leaning against a large standing-stone by the wayside, he drew out his dreambook and began to write.
She sees things — things that might happen, things that are coming. But it’s very subjective. The future isn’t set in stone. Things change.
Our love is sharpened by the stone of our challenges and strengthened by the struggles of our growth.
Hark,” he said, his tone very dry. “What stone through yonder window breaks?” Kami yelled up at him, “It is the east, and Juliet is a jerk!
Rage and hurt coalesce into a stone in my chest and as I take another gulp of my father's prized whiskey, I hear myself say, "Tell me about your plan.
But he's got your way of making me lean into peace whenever I see red.
Why is it that you still beguile me – As wind, stone, bird – and all the likes? Why is that you smile on me – With sudden summer lightning strikes?
