God's eternal laws are kind-and break the heart of stone.
With Usura With usura hath no man a house of good stone each block cut smooth and well fitting.
If you can take the hot lead enema, then you can cast the first stone.
You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone.
I would happily help to turn the stone being thrown at me into a boomerang.
Beyond the terrace, a light breeze stirred the reeds at the edge of the pond. Looking out at this intimate vista, one could see the reeds and a stone lantern and the brightest of the evening's stars floating on the gloaming mirror of the pond. Then the breeze came again to crack the water's surface, and the picture was flooded.
One of the things that's amazing about reading the private writing of these folks is that they enthusiastically describe things which we have now seen, and which are widely regarded as unappealing. They'll write, "It's going to be beautiful, we're going to have a town of 1,000 stone buildings that are all identical. " And we as modern readers think, we've seen that; that's bad Soviet architecture or a public housing project. Nobody fantasizes about living there.
Oh! to be a child again. My only treasures, bits of shell and stone and glass. To love nothing but maple sugar. To fear nothing but a big dog. To go to sleep without dreading the morrow. To wake up with a shout. Not to have seen a dead face. Not to dread a living one. To be able to believe.
Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
There is an internal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines in our lives. Those who are lucky enough to find it, ease like water over a stone, onto its fluid contours, and are home.
He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.
If any have a stone to throw It is not I, ever or now.
I don't like things set in stone.
There are more riddles in a stone than in a philosopher's head
I came over here and worked for rock magazines, and I worked for Rolling Stone, which has a very high standard of journalism, a very good research department.
If one's conscience be dead as a stone, it is as heavy too.
No individual is alone responsible for a single stepping stone along the path of progress, and where the path is smooth progress is most rapid.
The alchemist of the West has turned stone into glass But my alchemy has transmuted glass into flint Pharaohs of today have stalked me in vain
We'll blast them back into the stone ages!
Look deeply; I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch. . . to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.