Fear can't hurt you. When it washes over you, give it no power. it's a snake with no venom.
And the needles of the pine trees, freshly washed to a deep, rich green, shimmered with droplets that blinked like clear crystals.
What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!
This time as we ascend, I watch the world sinking below us. I watch the way the city fades into sand that gets washed by the ocean.
Not everybody can let himself drift along the flow of history. Some of us have to stop to pick up what’s washed up on the banks of the river.
A chill December morning dawned, with rags and tatters of mist hanging on the trees like poor people’s washing.
I wash myself clean of guilt, of pain, of fear, of emotion. I am the ocean. I am empty. I am nothing.
Cupid and Bacchus my saints are, May drink and love still reign, With wine I wash away my cares, And then to cunt again.
They cried. Yes, yes, they cried. Cried more tears than the Mississippi could hold, but those tears never washed away their faith…
I let the feeling wash over me, and then I dried off with a fur coat and went for a walk on my unicycle.
...tears and rain are the same thing, they're meant to wash you clean and make you grow. If you don't let them out, you'll drown inside.
No longer was I simply struggling; I was learning to struggle well, with others, in the presence of God.
He lay on the bed, freshly shaven and washed, legs crossed at the ankles and arms propped behind his head. His posture said,
When I was in primary school, my best friend was a boy and we always goofed around, climbed trees, got holes in my trousers and muddied all my tops and things like that; a complete nightmare for the washing, but great fun.
I'm going to be a happy housewife. I'm going to be washing boxers and cooking and doing all those sorts of housewife duties. I just want to be happy and proud of every single day.
When this flood blocks the road I am worried more by my soil getting washed, than by getting late to reach my destination.
When I was growing up, hand washing was a ritual, but now it's a necessity. A child dies every 15 seconds from preventable causes, which has got to stop.
Drinking water is like washing out your insides. The water will cleanse the system, fill you up, decrease your caloric load and improve the function of all your tissues.
Editors of open anthologies actively seek submissions from all comers, established and unknown. They are willing to read whatever the tide washes up at their feet.
The word 'carer' makes me think of someone with a nylon overall and a long list of 'clients' to wash before she finishes her shift. A companion was something unique. A kind of live-in friend.
Gospel songs to me are about the mansion in the sky, and washed in the blood of Christ's crimson blood, songs that are filled with biblical wording that's no longer understood by a lot of people.
