Let our love be like an arch- two weaknesses leaning together to form one strength.
Aging is a staircase - the upward ascension of the human spirit, bringing us into wisdom, wholeness and authenticity. As you may know, the entire world operates on a universal law: entropy, the second law of thermodynamics. Entropy means that everything in the world, everything, is in a state of decline and decay, the arch. There's only one exception to this universal law, and that is the human spirit, which can continue to evolve upwards.
Great. "So not only am I not-human, but Death is my arch foe?" Who, me? Panic? "Anything else you want to tell me, while we're confessing?
All experience is an arch, to build upon.
The archenemy is the arch stupid!
Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust.
That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.
Only the previous day, Arch had found him in a spirit-dance corral, blistering the creatures to the point of death, such was his need to touch and destroy.
What do you want to do with me?" she asked. You had an unpleasant tumble. " He nodded toward the unfamiliar creatures. "My Ganmede friends and I are nursing you back to health, that's all. " By drugging me?" (Molly and Arch)
Suddenly the clouds seem high above us. They’re moving over us in an arch, circling the planet. They have seen abysmal oceans and charred, scorched islands. They have seen how we destroyed the world. If I could see everything, as the clouds do, would I swirl around this remaining continent, still so full of color and life and seasons, wanting to protect it? Or would I just laugh at the futility of it all, and meander onward, down the earth’s sloping atmosphere?
The spine is best at bearing a load in an arch
He just wanted to look at her and know her life was marching along under the same arch of time and space as he is.
The contemporary church is so often a weak, ineffectual voice with an uncertain sound. It is so often the arch supporter of the status quo.
Without stones there is no arch
Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
If it is necessary, omit one bridge over the river, go round a little there, and throw one arch at least over the darker gulf of ignorance which surrounds us.
Why do you speak to me of the stones? It is only the arch that matters to me.
The palace started as a single vaulted room and grew in proportion to my despair. It began as an exercise to keep my mind from its melancholy, then it became a dream and a necessity. . . . I built a temple in my head. . . . Its hallways were as lofty as a cathedral, and the arch of each window as supple as a bow. Its corridors were the passages of my own brain.
Motherhood is the keystone of the arch of matrimonial happiness.
No radiant pearl which crested Fortune wears, No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears, Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.
