Put down your stones. Why are you breaking the window when God has left the door wide open? If you are afraid, lover, follow me. I will guide the way.
When stumbling blocks can become stepping stones, then these stones that the builders reject can equally become chief corner stones!
She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.
People who walk across dark bridges, past saints,with dim, small lights.Clouds which move across gray skiespast churcheswith towers darkened in the dusk.One who leans against granite railinggazing int...
People who walk across dark bridges, past saints,with dim, small lights.Clouds which move across gray skiespast churcheswith towers darkened in the dusk.One who leans against granite railing
Clouds are just nature's stepping stones to the heavens.
But it turned out life was more like the kind of song the Stones wrote: you didn't get any satisfaction, you took one hit to the body after another, if you were a woman you were a bitch who belonged u...
RELATIONSHIPS & THE INNER BEING The other is a mirror of our own face; the other is a mirror of our inner being. The entire universe is a manifestation of our own inner being. Man is the microcosm and...
Sense howEven the smooth stones acheWith stories of their ownIn the shuddering light of day.
Pretty Stones
We do remember once we were wrong sacrificing everything for idols and stones likewise today for ghost and phantoms.
Failures to heroic minds are the stepping stones to success.
That old man over thereIs selling trinkets made of stonesThat old woman the entire worldIn a map without any hole!
There is nothing like you anywhere among all the stones in the sky, do you realize that? You are the wonder of the cosmos, possibly for embarrassing reasons, but anyway a wonder.
The broken pink pillars, in the half-light, might have been waiting to fall down on him: the pool, covered with green scum, its steps torn away and hanging by one rotting clamp, to close over his head...
Trust is like a glass vase, beautiful except there is no way of putting it back together when it breaks.
Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion.
Stoans want to be lissent to. Them big brown stoans in the formers feal they want to stan up and talk like men. Some times youwl see them lying on the groun with ther humps and hollers theywl say to y...
And it was a very, very fruitful and great relationship between the Stones and The Beatles. It was very, very friendly.
Polished round and smooth as marbles or lozenges of stone veined andstriped. Black disclets and bits of polished quartz all bright from the mist off theriver.