Kabira wept when he beheld the millstone roll, Of that which passes ‘twixt the stones, nought goes forth whole.
– Edward B. Eastwick
- Kabira wept when he beheld the millstone roll, Of that which passes ‘twixt the stones, nought goes forth whole. – Edward B. Eastwick
- Love passes quickly, and passes like a street Arab, anxious to mark his way with mischief. – Honore De Balzac
- “A man inherited a field in which was an accumulation of old stone, part of an older hall. Of the old stone some had already been used in building the house in which he actually lived, not far from the old house of his fathers. Of the rest he took some and built a tower.
- Do not run from the truth. There be nought so hard to live with as a lie. – Kathryn L. Nelson
- Man’s yesterday may ne’er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability. – Percy Bysshe
- I wept as I remembered how often you and I had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky. – Callimachus
- I wept not, so to stone within I grew. – Dante Alighieri
- He watched and wept and prayed and felt for all. – Oliver Goldsmith
- The young man who has not wept is a savage, and the old man who will not laugh is a fool. – George Santayana
- “We’re a bit sensitive to blood around here. I’m sure you can … Edward: “If it hurts you so much, how can it possibly be the right thing for you?” – Edward Cullen