Breaths Quote by Robert Lowell Download Open image “the scythers, Time and Death, Helmed locusts, move upon the tree of breath” — Robert Lowell ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Breaths Death Moving Time Time And Death Tree Trees
From the great trees the locusts cry In quavering ecstatic duo-a boy Shouts a wild call-a mourning dove In the blue distance sobs-the wind… — Hamlin Garland Copy Share Image
“I saw the sky descending, black and white, Not blue, on Boston where the winters wore The skulls to jack-o’-lanterns on the slates, And… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“Inferno: Canto XIII Not yet had Nessus reached the other side, When we had put ourselves within a wood, That was not marked by… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
“Death is like the insect Menacing the tree, Competent to kill it, But decoyed may be. Bait it with the balsam, Seek it with… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“During a mass extinction, vast swathes of the tree are cut short, as if attacked by crazed, axe-wielding madmen.” — Elizabeth Kolbert Copy Share Image
“It was not without a certain wild pleasure I ran before the wind, delivering my trouble of mind to the measureless air-torrent thundering through… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
A dead tree, falling, made less havoc than a live one. It seemed as though a live tree went down fighting, like an animal. — Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings Copy Share Image
“Look at them, the bugs. Humans have used everything in their power to extinguish them: every kind of poison, aerial sprays, introducing and cultivating… — Liu Cixin Copy Share Image
The deer hovered by the trees beyond as the sounds of the ravening wolves came to them across the grass, their own senses almost… — David Clement-Davies Copy Share Image
Trees have about them something beautiful and attractive even to the fancy, since they cannot change their places, are witnesses of all the changes… — Wilhelm von Humboldt Copy Share Image
“Between the dark, heavily laden treetops of the spreading chestnut trees could be seen the dark blue of the sky, full of stars, all… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“Naval officers were not mother's sort; very few people were her sort in those days, and that was her trouble - a very authentic,… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
Pity the planet, all joy gone from this sweet volcanic cone; peace to our children when they fall in small war on the heel… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“The English departments were clogged with worthy but outworn and backwardlooking scholars whose tastes in the moderns were most often superficial, random, and vulgar.… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“Sleeper in the Valley" The river sings and cuts a hole in the meadow, madly hooking white tatters on the rushes. light escalades the… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“Reading Myself" Like thousands I took just pride and more than just, struck matches that brought my blood to a boil; I memorized the… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“We are poor passing facts. warned by that to give each figure in the photograph his living name.” — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme— why are they no help to me now I want to make something imagined, not recalled?” — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
It's a completely powerful and serious book, as good as anything in prose or poetry written by a 'beat' writer, and one of the… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
Life begins to happen. My hoppped up husband drops his home disputes, and hits the streets to cruise for prostitutes — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
Don't let a breath escape from your body without Krishna's name. That should be our determination throughout our life. — Radhanath Swami Copy Share Image
Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and moans are… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Many years ago I was fishing, and as I was reeling in the poor fish, I realised, 'I am killing him - all for… — Paul McCartney Copy Share Image
Aging is like enlightenment at gunpoint. Before I had cancer, I lived my life for my art. After I had cancer, I lived my… — Anna Halprin Copy Share Image
God is greater than anything that man can do or has done. He is not undone by just a train of powder. "Our God… — Errol Morris Copy Share Image
One day I was running around playing with my son Connor when afterwards I was sweating, tired and out of breath. I was embarrassed… — Drew Carey Copy Share Image
Dave Wann's recipes from his own experience in Simple Prosperity are a breath of fresh air, and just what we need for a saner… — Hazel Henderson Copy Share Image
Poetry should be vital--either stirring our blood by its divine movements or snatching our breath by its divine perfection. To do both is supreme… — Augustine Birrell Copy Share Image
The river is motion, turmoil, rage. As the river flows, it wonders what it would be like to be so still, to take a… — Kekla Magoon Copy Share Image
Remember that no matter how selfish, how cruel, how unfeeling you have been today, every time you take a breath, you make a flower… — Mort Sahl Copy Share Image
The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
