I'd like to get something together - like a Handel, Bach, Muddy waters, flamenco type of thing. If I could get that sound, I'd be happy
Cast your bread upon the waters, and after many days it will come back buttered.
Of course, I don't mean to imply that all writers are working in the deep waters that border on the divine. Most writers are just trying to pay the bills, like anyone else - Stephanie Meyers is the literary equivalent of a television evangelist. Fork over twenty bucks and she'll help you forget your troubles for a while. I certainly don't fault her for her success, but I hope she has no illusions about the quality of her craft or the longevity of her efforts.
I have an Augustus Waters fetish.
Floating high on the waters of catastrophe
How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly he spreads his claws, And welcomes little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws!
Water’s water and that’s why it’s beautiful.
We have many advantages in the fight against global warming, but time is not one of them. Instead of idly debating the precise extent of global warming, or the precise timeline of global warming, we need to deal with the central facts of rising temperatures, rising waters, and all the endless troubles that global warming will bring. We stand warned by serious and credible scientists across the world that time is short and the dangers are great. The most relevant question now is whether our own government is equal to the challenge.
It is the calm and silent waters that drown you.
Jose Palacios, his oldest servant, found him floating naked with his eyes open in the purifying waters of his bath and thought he had drowned.
I found that I could not climb my way up to God in a blaze of doing and performing. Rather, I had to descend into the depths of myself and find God there in the darkness of troubled waters.
I was supremely happy, for I had seen. Nothing could ever be the same. I have drunk at the clear and pure waters and my thirst was appeased. . . . I have seen the Light. I have touched compassion which heals all sorrow and suffering; it is not for myself, but for the world. . . . Love in all its glory has intoxicated my heart; my heart can never be closed. I have drunk at the fountain of Joy and eternal Beauty. I am God-intoxicated.
And, just for good measure, here are a handful of runners up: For now the seventh summer carries you, A wanderer, across the lands and waters.
I love John Waters. There's stuff in it that's beyond the boundaries of my taste, but his movies have always been like that.
In the stream. - Mighty waters draw much stone and rubble along with them; mighty spirits many stupid and bewildered heads.
Obscure, like muddy waters.
If the earth should cease to attract its waters to itself all the waters of the sea would be raised and would flow to the body of the moon.
When sin lets us alone we may let sin alone; but as sin is never less quiet than when it seems to be most quiet, and its waters are for the most part deep when they are still, so ought our contrivances against it to be vigorous at all times and in all conditions, even where there is least suspicion.
Grace is alive, living waters. If I dam up the grace, hold the blessings tight, joy within dies. . . waters that have no life.
When the panting and thirsting soul first drinks the delicious waters of truth, when the moral and intellectual tastes and desires first seize the fragrant fruits that flourish in the garden of knowledge, then does the child catch a glimpse and foretaste of heaven.