I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge.
Every pleasure raises the tide of life; every pain lowers the tide of life.
From the beginning, I wanted to live my own life, and patiently I shored up that desire against wind and tide.
We are like tenant farmers chopping down the fence around our house for fuel when we should be using Nature's inexhaustible sources of energy - sun, wind and tide. . . . I'd put my money on the sun and solar energy. What a source of power! I hope we don't have to wait until oil and coal run out before we tackle that.
Undertow" "I set out one night When the tide was low There were signs in the sky But I did not know I'd be caught in the grip Of the undertow Ditched on a beach Where the sea hates to go With a child in my arms And a chill in my soul And my heart the shape Of a begging bowl
I want our people to be like a molave tree, strong and resilient, standing on the hillsides, unafraid of the rising tide, lighting and the storm, confident of its strength.
For the next inn he spurs amain, In haste alights, and skuds away, But time and tide for no man stay.
Democrats are so spineless, so afraid to go against the tide. . . but dissension is the greatest form of patriotism.
For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
Writing every book is like a purge; at the end of it one is empty. . . like a dry shell on the beach, waiting for the tide to come in again.
Always in absent lovers love's tide flows stronger.
I walked slowly out on the beach. A few yards below high-water mark I stopped and read the words again: WRITE YOUR WORRIES ON THE SAND. I let the paper blow away, reached down and picked up a fragment of shell. Kneeling there under the vault of the sky, I wrote several words, one above the other. Then I walked away, and I did not look back. I had written my troubles on the sand. The tide was coming in.
He offered to stop the tide for me once. He offered to build me a palace at the bottom of the sea.
If Joan of Arc could turn the tide of an entire war before her eighteenth birthday, you can get out of bed.
Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning?
Time and tide wait for no man, but time always stands still for a woman of 30.
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We are such stuff as dreams are made of.
I say to myself, sometimes the tide is just out. But it always comes back in again.
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
I hope the people on Wall Street will pay attention to the people on Main Street. If they do, they will see there is a rising tide of confidence in the future of America.