Friendship is the golden thread that ties the heart of all the world.

Begin to weave and God will give the thread.

Habit is a cable; we weave a thread each day, and at last we cannot break it.

The dung beetle, seeing its child on the wall, thinks it sees a pearl on a thread.

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America is not a blanket woven from one thread, one color, one cloth.

A thread will tie an honest man better than a chain a rogue.

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A single thread of hope is still a very powerful thing.

Humankind has not woven the web of life.

We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.

Every bird that flies has the thread of the infinite in its claw.

I think the ability to focus is a thread that runs through so-called successful people. And that's something that can be developed. It can be self-taught.

I have designed my style pantomimes as white ink drawings on black backgrounds, so that man's destiny appears as a thread lost in an endless labyrinth. I have tried to shed some gleams of light on the shadow of man startled by his anguish.

Hope is the golden thread that should be woven into every experience of life.

No cord nor cable can so forcibly draw, or hold so fast, as love can do with a twined thread.

He, who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through a labyrinth of the most busy life.

A theme is a memory aid, it helps you through the presentation just as it also provides the thread of continuity for your audience.

All things human hang by a slender thread;

and that which seemed to stand strong suddenly falls and sinks in ruins.

I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.

If you delay till to-morrow what ought to be done to-day, you overcharge the morrow with a burden which belongs not to it. You load the wheels of time, and prevent it from carrying you along smoothly. He who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows out the plan, carries on a thread which will guide him through the labyrinth of the most busy life. The orderly arrangement of his time is like a ray of light which darts itself through all his affairs. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidents, all things lie huddled together in one chaos, which admits neither of distribution nor review.

America is not like a blanket: one piece of unbroken cloth, the same color, the same texture, the same size. America is more like a quilt: many patches, many pieces, many colors, many sizes, all woven and held together by a common thread.

He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom, and will find the flaw when he may have forgotten its cause.

Weave in faith and God will find the thread.

The beginning of a habit is like an invisible thread, but every time we repeat the act we strengthen the strand, add to it another filament, until it becomes a great cable and binds us irrevocably thought and act.

Furthermore, we have not even to risk the journey alone;

for the heroes of all time have gone before us; the labyrinth is thoroughly known; we have only to follow the thread of the hero-path. And where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; where we had thought to slay another, we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our own existence; where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world.

We are like a ship fastened to the shore.

It floats on the water of the sea, but it does not leave its moorings; it merely bobs up and down. We are like a swimmer who prefers to walk rather than take to the water. O my God, sever these moorings, loosen the thread from the wings of my soul, plunge me into the sea.

Some people weave burlap into the fabric of our lives, and some weave gold thread. Both contribute to make the whole picture beautiful and unique.

The soul that is attached to anything however much good there may be in it, will not arrive at the liberty of divine union. For whether it be a strong wire rope or a slender and delicate thread that holds the bird, it matters not, if it really holds it fast; for, until the cord be broken the bird cannot fly.

When you examine the lives of the most influential people who have ever walked among us, you discover one thread that winds through them all. They have been aligned first with their spiritual nature and only then with their physical selves.

We construct a narrative for ourselves, and that's the thread that we follow from one day to the next. People who disintegrate as personalities are the ones who lose that thread.

Increased QUALITY/PRODUCTIVITY is made up of 1000s of small improvements.

Just like Gulliver who was held down by 1000s of threads. Each one doesn't seem to mean much, and in the case of a thread, can be easily broken. But 1000s of them can have a very strong effect.

He who every morning plans the transaction of the day and follows out the plan, carries a thread that will guide him through the labyrinth of the most busy life.

I know that most men, including those at ease with problems of the greatest complexity, can seldom accept even the simplest and most obvious truth if it be such as would oblige them to admit the falsity conclusions which they have delighted in explaining to colleagues, which they have proudly taught to others, and which they have woven, thread by thread, into the fabric of their lives.

Words from the thread on which we string our experiences.

What I'm looking for is a way to give material the qualities that I need.

So what I want to do is say to a future [insect], 'Spin me a thread. Align it in this direction. Make it hydrophobic. And while you're at it, just form it around this 3D shape.'

The people of our city are holding on by a thread.

Time has run out. Can we survive another night? And who can we depend on? Only God knows.

There is a kind of invisible thread between the actor and the audience, and when it's there it's stunning, and there is nothing to match that.

I'll always stay connected with Apple.

I hope that throughout my life I'll sort of have the thread of my life and the thread of Apple weave in and out of each other, like a tapestry. There may be a few years when I'm not there, but I'll always come back.

The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves they find their own order the continuous thread of revelation.

A gentle heart is tied with an easy thread.

He can thread a needle with a well-turned phrase.

Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it each day, and at last we cannot break it.

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread.

The memories of men are too frail a thread to hang history from.

All the principles of heaven and earth are living inside you.

Life itself is truth, and this will never change. Everything in heaven and earth breathes. Breath is the thread that ties creation together.

I set about seeking a thread, a theme, a style, in the realm of legend.

Something that might allow me to give free rein to my juvenile sense of romanticism and the beautiful image.

As every thread of gold is valuable, so is every moment of time.

Humankind has not woven the web of life.

We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.

Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment.

There is no thread that is not a twist of these two strands. By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote.

It was the biggest suppression of voting rights in our country's history since Jim Crow. And the thread of race runs from the beginning to the end of my book.

Time, which runs through the world like an endless tinsel thread, seemed to pass through the centre of this room and through the centre of these people and suddenly to pause and petrify, stiff, still and glittering... and the objects in the room drew a little closer together.

I come from that society and there is a common thread, specifically family values - the idea that you do anything for your family, and the unconditional love for one's children.