If I've been hurt, I'm not one of those people who can hide it or bury it deep within. I give myself time to work through it, cry, journal, pray, call my best friends. Then I try to take a step back and get perspective. I try to remind myself of all the positive things in my life and do my best to let it go.
Gold, n. : A soft malleable metal relatively scarce in distribution. It is mined deep in the earth by poor men who then give it to rich men who immediately bury it back in the earth in great prisons, although gold hasn't done anything to them.
When I die, they'll bury the blues with me. But the blues will never die.
I have not come to praise Caesar, but to bury him.
It is up to us not to bury that potential we have.
The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.
In order to have a charismatic leader, you have to have a charismatic program. Because if you have a charismatic program, then if you can read you can lead. When the leader gets killed while you're reading from page 13 of your charismatic program, you can bury the man with honors, then continue the plan by reading from page 14. Let's keep on.
Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality.
I have to stay here and bury her," he whispered. "Here, between RiverClan and ThunderClan. After this, not even her own Clan will want to mourn her.
Bury me on my face," said Diogenes; and when he was asked why, he replied, "Because in a little while everything will be turned upside down.
Every family has a story, and I love that those stories are etched in sand rather than granite. That way we can change them. We can bury the lies and embrace the truth. And we can move forward.
Talk to the press and we'll bury you.
When I don't feel hurt, I hope they bury me.
I have to fix this,” I told him, as clearly and calmly as I could. “If you want to help me, then help me. Don’t shield me, don’t protect me, don’t bury me alive. Help me.
You can’t move ahead until you bury the past.
Bury my body and don't build any monument. Keep my hands out so the people know the one who won the world had nothing in hand when he died.
Every fellow is really two men -- what he is and what he might be; and you're never absolutely sure which you're going to bury till he's dead.
What made it special made it dangerous, so I bury it. . . and forget.
What a great blessing is a friend with a heart so trusty you may safely bury all your secrets in it.
Mr. Breschnev says we will bury you, I don't subscribe to that point of view. It seems like such an ignorant thing to do, if the Russians love their children, too.