Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty.— William Shakespeare
Romantic Swallow quotations
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed and some few to be chewed and digested.
If you can't swallow your pride, you can't lead.
Even the highest mountain had animals that step on it.
Let me forget the world and be swallowed up in the desire to glorify God.
I made efforts to swallow tears and to protect the species of the Japanese nation.
Despite the enormous quantity of books, how few people read! And if one reads profitably, one would realize how much stupid stuff the vulgar herd is content to swallow every day.
Alas, what wickedness to swallow flesh into our own flesh, to fatten our greedy bodies by cramming in other bodies, to have one living creature fed by the death of another!
Flattery is like chewing gum. Enjoy it but don't swallow it.
We swallow greedily any lie that flatters us, but we sip only little by little at a truth we find bitter.
Death is caused by swallowing small amounts of saliva over a long period of time.
Reading is important - read between the lines. Don't swallow everything.
The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball.
Religions are like pills, which must be swallowed whole without chewing.
I'd move to Los Angeles if New Zealand and Australia were swallowed up by a tidal wave, if there was a bubonic plague in England and if the continent of Africa disappeared from some Martian attack.
Swallow my words. Taste my thoughts. And if it's too nasty, spit it back at me!.
By swallowing evil words unsaid, no one has ever harmed his stomach.
He was not only the most brilliant strategist of all our generals, but he had a good political sense. A man of that quality was too difficult for Hitler to swallow for long. At conferences Manstein often differed from Hitler, in front of others, and would go so far as to declare that some of the ideas which Hitler put forward were nonsense.
What is this true meditation? It is to make everything: coughing, swallowing, waving the arms, motion, stillness, words, action, the evil and the good, prosperity and shame, gain and loss, right and wrong, into one single koan.
Who would then deny that when I am sipping tea in my tearoom I am swallowing the whole universe with it and that this very moment of my lifting the bowl to my lips is eternity itself transcending time and space?
Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret.
It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever.
I'm too full to swallow my pride
A favorite Wired icon for the information feedback loop, a dragon curling in a circle to swallow its own tail, could become more apt as a symbol of the timeless libertarian paradox: Monopoly verging on feudalism emerges from unregulated competition to bite libertarianism in the posterior.
Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow.
Golf tips are like aspirin. One may do you good, but if you swallow the whole bottle you will be lucky to survive.
Behold then Septimus Dodge returning to Dodge-town victorious.
Not crowned with laurel, it is true, but wreathed in lists of things he has seen and sucked dry. Seen and sucked dry, you know: Venus de Milo, the Rhine or the Coliseum: swallowed like so many clams, and left the shells.
Whatever the cost of repentance, it is swallowed up in the joy of forgiveness.
You know, I think that allowing somebody, one mere person to believe that he or she is like, the vessel you know, like the font and the essence and the source of all divine, creative, unknowable, eternal mystery is just a smidge too much responsibility to put on one fragile, human psyche. It's like asking somebody to swallow the sun.
Crazy isn't being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me, amplified.
My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.
I am not an adult, that's my explanation of myself.
Except when I am working on a set, I have all the inhibitions and shyness of the bashful, backward child, unless I have something very much in common with a person, I am lost. I am swallowed up in my own silence.
Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time;
as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.
This book (the Bible) is not hard to understand. It's just hard to swallow.
My advice if you insist on slimming: Eat as much as you like - just don't swallow it.
The road will never swallow you. The river of destiny will always overcome evil. May you understand your fate. Suffering will never destroy you, but will make you stronger. Success will never confuse you of scatter your spirit, but will make you fly higher into the good sunlight. Your life will always surprise you.
Whatever happens to you belongs to you.
Make it yours. Feed it to yourself even if it feels impossible to swallow. Let it nurture you, because it will.
September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret.