We are here to witness. There is nothing else to do with those mute materials we do not need. Until Larry teaches his stone to talk, until God changes his mind, or until the pagan gods slip back to their hilltop groves, all we can do with the whole inhuman array is watch it.
Our hearts of stone become hearts of flesh when we learn where the outcast weeps.
That's the past for you. Not only does it come back at the most unexpected, and inconvenient, times but it's set in stone.
The world was held in a savage gloom - cold and intolerable. Outside, all was quiet - quiet! From the dark room behind me, came the occasional, soft thud of falling matter - fragments of rotting stone. So time passed, and night grasped the world, wrapping it in wrappings of impenetrable blackness.
A nickname is the hardest stone that the devil can throw at a man.
Desire is poison at lunch and wormwood at dinner; your bed is a stone, friendship is hateful and your fancy is always fixed on one thing.
I refused to beat my head against stone, of course.
If you truly hold a stone, you can feel the mountain it came from.
In my earliest memory, my grandfather is bald as a stone and he takes me to see the tigers.
It is freezing fit to split a stone.
I’ve always been a dreamer, have always believed in the power of love and art and loud, life-affirming rock and roll, but, for the first time, I’m starting to have doubts. Can a dream even exist in reality? Or does it turn to stone the second it leaves your mind?
I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
The Stone Age did not end for lack of stone, and the Oil Age will end long before the world runs out of oil.
The fall of dropping water wears away the Stone.
Histories in blazonry and poems in stone.
I'm fat, but I'm thin inside. Has it ever struck you that there's a thin man inside every fat man, just as they say there's a statue inside every block of stone?
Water and stone Flesh and bone Night and morn Rose and thorn Tree and wind Heart and mind
If one's conscience be dead as a stone, it is as heavy too.
I rambled all the time. I was just like that, like a rollin' stone.
Constant dripping hollows out a stone.
