Stone walls confine a tinker; cold iron binds a witch; but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.— Charles de Lint
Sentimental Stone Walls quotations
And Hermione was struggling to her feet in the wreckage, and three red-headed men were grouped on the ground where the wall had blasted apart. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand as they staggered and stumbled over stone and wood. 'No - no - no!' someone was shouting. 'No! Fred! No!' And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.
Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage.
People think that computer science is the art of geniuses but the actual reality is the opposite, just many people doing things that build on eachother, like a wall of mini stones.
Before I was humiliated I was like a stone that lies in deep mud, and he who is mighty came and in his compassion raised me up and exalted me very high and placed me on the top of the wall.
The walls that fence our fields, as well as modern Rome, and not less the Parthenon itself, are all built of ruins.
We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life and the often overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this--through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication, we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime.
But dreams come through stone walls, light up dark rooms, or darken light ones, and their persons make their exits and their entrances as they please, and laugh at locksmiths.
Not stones, nor wood, nor the art of artisans make a state;
but where men are who know how to take care of themselves, these are cities and walls.
Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage.
Minds innocent and quiet take that for a hermitage: If I have freedom in my love, and in my Soul I am free, Angels alone, that soar above, enjoy such liberty.
November is chill, frosted mornings with a silver sun rising behind the trees, red cardinals at the feeders, and squirrels running scallops along the tops of the gray stone walls.
Cold walls do not a prison make, nor iron bands a bondsman.
As far as our noblest hardwood forests are concerned, the animals, especially squirrels and jays, are our greatest and almost only benefactors. It is to them that we owe this gift. It is not in vain that the squirrels live in or about every forest tree, or hollow log, and every wall and heap of stones.
If you pinch the sea of its liberty, though it be walls of stone or brass, it will beat them down.
What a joy it is to feel the soft, springy earth under my feet once more, to follow grassy roads that lead to ferny brooks where I can bathe my fingers in a cataract of rippling notes, or to clamber over a stone wall into green fields that tumble and roll and climb in riotous gladness!
Even God had a Welsh name : He spoke to him in the old language;
He was to have a peculiar care For the Welsh people. History showed us He was too big to be nailed to the wall Of a stone chapel, yet still we crammed him Between the boards of a black book .
Not houses finely roofed or the stones of walls well builded, nay nor canals and dockyards make the city, but men able to use their opportunity.
The grounds of the place were dominated by several large, old willow trees that towered over the surrounding stone wall and swayed soundlessly in the wind like lost souls.
Don't you need a fountain of love that won't run dry? You'll find one on a stone-cropped hill outside Jerusalem's walls where Jesus hangs, cross-nailed and thorn-crowned. When you feel unloved, ascend this mount. Meditate long and hard on heaven's love for you.
As from a star I saw, coldly and soberly, the separateness of everything.
I felt the wall of my skin; I am I. That stone is a stone. My beautiful fusion with the things of this world was over.
A man is not a wall, whose stones are crushed upon the road;
or a pipe, whose fragments are thrown away at a street corner. The fragments of an intellect are always good.
The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone in the quiet patio looking for some old untried illusion - some shadow on the whiteness of the wall some memory asleep on the stone rim of the fountain, perhaps in the air the light swish of some trailing gown.
Most men would feel insulted if it were proposed to employ them in throwing stones over a wall, and then in throwing them back, merely that they might earn their wages. But many are no more worthily employed now.
Character is always known. Thefts never enrich; alms never impoverish; murder will speak out of stone walls.
I'm pretty drunk and bored with yelling at the stone walls that are your minds.
When I was in the gulag I would sometimes even write on stone walls.
I used to write on scraps of paper, then I memorised the contents and destroyed the scraps.
I turned down the lead role in Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, because that idiot Oliver Stone didn't think the character should play the alto sax.
The world is a stone wall ... and they have put the stones so close together that there is not a single crack through which one may enter.
There is in hell a place stone-built throughout, Called Malebolge, of an iron hue, Like to the wall that circles it about.
Good-bye -- if you hear of my being stood up against a stone wall and shot to rags please know that I think that a pretty good way to depart this life. It beats old age, disease or falling down the cellar stairs.
And I flunked anger management the moment I put the counselor through a stone wall. You might want to keep that in mind. [Thorn]
She's like a prisoner inside stone walls, and every day the walls get a little thicker, the doorways a little narrower.
Stone walls do not a prison make nor iron bars a cage;
minds innocent and quiet take that for an hermitage.
Stones of judgment, discouragement or doubt may be thrown at you.
You can't stop them, but you can make the choice to keep your walls up and not let them affect you.
I have an impulse to write all over the orange walls- I need an alphabet of endings ripped out of books, of hands pulled off of clocks, of cold stones, of shoes filled with nothing but wind.