Do what you love. Know you own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.
Keep a fair-sized cemetery in your back yard, in which to bury the faults of your friends.
The physician can bury his mistakes, but the architect can only advise his clients to plant vines.
To keep oneself safe does not mean to bury oneself.
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Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; and my talents I bury, and dead is my fame.
Don't go to summer camp. Bury your parents in the backyard and have the place to yourself.
We bury the greatness inside us when we choose to be average.
Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead.
Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.
Man's unhappiness, as I construe, comes of his greatness;
it is because there is an Infinite in him, which with all his cunning he cannot quite bury under the Finite.
Life is one big road with lots of signs.
So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!
When I dig another out of trouble, the hole from which I lift him is the place where I bury my own.
If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground, it will but grow up, and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts through it will blow up everything in its way.
If our subconscious was attractive, we wouldn't have to bury it down deep within us.
Number one, cash is king... number two, communicate... number three, buy or bury the competition.
Whether you like it or not, history is on our side. We will bury you!
The physician can bury his mistakes, but the architect can only advise his client to plant vines - so they should go as far as possible from home to build their first buildings.
Today we bury his remains in the earth as a seed of immortality.
Our hearts are full of sadness, yet at the same time of joyful hope and profound gratitude.
At first sight experience seems to bury us under a flood of external objects, pressing upon us with a sharp and importunate reality, calling us out of ourselves in a thousand forms of action.
Croesus said to Cambyses; That peace was better than war; because in peace the sons did bury their fathers, but in wars the fathers did bury their sons.
Nothing else so destroys the power to stand alone as the habit of leaning upon others. If you lean, you will never be strong or original. Stand alone or bury your ambition to be somebody in the world.
And another of his disciples said unto him, Lord, suffer me first to go and bury my father. But Jesus said unto him, Follow me; and let the dead bury their dead.
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
In peace the sons bury their fathers, but in war the fathers bury their sons.
Lose/Win people bury a lot of feelings.
And unexpressed feelings come forth later in uglier ways. Psychosomatic illnesses often are the reincarnation of cumulative resentment, deep disappointment and disillusionment repressed by the Lose/Win mentality. Disproportionate rage or anger, overreaction to minor provocation, and cynicism are other embodiments of suppressed emotion. People who are constantly repressing, not transcending feelings toward a higher meaning find that it affects the quality of their relationships with others.
On a day of burial there is no perspective -- for space itself is annihilated.
Your dead friend is still a fragmentary being. The day you bury him is a day of chores and crowds, of hands false or true to be shaken, of the immediate cares of mourning. The dead friend will not really die until tomorrow, when silence is round you again. Then he will show himself complete, as he was -- to tear himself away, as he was, from the substantial you. Only then will you cry out because of him who is leaving and whom you cannot detain.
It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship.
Self-recognition is necessary to know one's road, but, knowing the road, the price of the mistakes and perils is worth paying. The following of that road will be all the discipline one needs. Discipline does not mean being molded by outside forces, but sticking to one's road against the forces that would deflect or bury the soul. People speak of finding one
Whenever there's a camera around, a video or film camera, it's a great deal harder for those in power to bury the story.
Do not keep on with a mockery of friendship after the substance is gone - but part, while you can part friends. Bury the carcass of friendship: it is not worth embalming.
It's scary when one day the city is there and the next day it's gone.
To see the water actual kill people, I couldn't believe it. I never fathomed it could bury a city.
Virtually every civilized society today holds sacred the right to peaceably bury their dead.
And it sends an important message to me, because I am sick to death to hear my opponent saying Republicans don't trust me. They do trust me, in landslide proportions, and they're proving it tonight. We're going to bury that for good.
We live in a multi-cultural society far more open to international ideas.
If you'd told me 20 years ago I'd drive through Bury and see someone sitting outside a cafe drinking a latte, I'd have laughed. In fact, I wouldn't have even known what a latte was.
There's no point in burying a hatchet if you're going to put up a marker on the site.
I once said, "We will bury you," and I got into trouble with it.
Of course we will not bury you with a shovel. Your own working class will bury you.
We seem to have a compulsion these days to bury time capsules in order to give those people living in the next century or so some idea of what we are like.
When I was a child people simply looked about them and were moderately happy;
today they peer beyond the seven seas, bury themselves waist deep in tidings, and by and large what they see and hear makes them unutterably sad.
In peace, sons bury their fathers. In war, fathers bury their sons.
The next war... may well bury Western civilization forever.
It is infinitely better to transplant a heart than to bury it to be devoured by worms.
Life goes by really fast, and it seems that there are times when you're burying a lot of friends and family. And then there are times that feel really precious and everybody is doing okay. This is one of those times.
We have been filled with grief as we have witnessed the decline of the North American Church that was once filled with missionary zeal and yet now seems determined to bury itself in a deadly embrace with the spirit of the age.
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?
We tried burying the waste at sea and the concrete cannisters that held it cracked open.
I don't think the record company is aware of it.
Because they just bury my albums and don't release them.
And learn that when you do make a mistake, you'll surface that mistake so you can get it corrected, rather than trying to hide it and bury it, and it becomes a much bigger mistake, and maybe a fatal mistake.
It's quite a famous story that takes place on Christmas Eve, and the Germans, French, and Scottish are trying to make peace one night and they bury their dead and they play football. I play a German opera singer, in German, which I never have so I am really excited about that.
We bury the greatness inside us when we choose to be average.
Kill them with success and bury them with a smile.
When my time on earth is gone, and my activities here are passed, I want they bury me upside down, and my critics can kiss my ass!