Quote by Ikkyu Download Open image ““don't wait for the man standing in the snow to cut off his arm help him now”” — Ikkyu ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I think again about pulling my hands away -- but Snow could light fires in my palms at this point, and I wouldn't pull… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
“He put an arm around his brother to help him up. And then, for a moment, he just held on.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“People walk arm in arm; when icy cold shows them the way.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“Instead he stood erect, the snow insinuating itself down his collar and up his sleeves, plastering against his face and into his unblinking eyes.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“I had someone's arms to fall into and I wasn't going to wait one more moment to free him.” — Megg Jensen Copy Share Image
“My arm is yours to lean upon for always. Until snow comes to your hair, eh? For always, until I am dust in the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Don’t be the glove in the snow. Fight for what you know is right. Be the coat. You’re not lost and alone on this.” — Linda Kage Copy Share Image
Your dad would stake me out to freeze if I let you fall and hurt yourself." He offered me his arm, which I latched… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I joined him in stabbing the snow. Have you ever stabbed the snow to make sense of things? It is not something I recommend.” — Affinity Konar Copy Share Image
Look at the cherry blossoms! Their color and scent fall with them, Are gone forever, Yet mindless The spring comes again. — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
From the world of passions returning to the world of passions: There is a moment's pause. If it rains, let it rain, if the… — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
Like vanishing dew, a passing apparition or the sudden flash of lightning -- already gone -- thus should one regard one's self. — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
My real dwelling Has no pillars And no roof either So rain cannot soak it And wind cannot blow it down. — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
“Studying texts and stiff meditation can make you lose your Original Mind. A solitary tune by a fisherman, though, can be an invaluable treasure.… — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
The tree is stripped, All color, fragrance gone, Yet already on the bough, Uncaring spring! — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
“it isn't that we're alone or not alone whose voice do you want mine? yours?” — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
“Hearing a crow with no mouth Cry in the deep Darkness of the night, I feel a longing for My father before he was… — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
