Bed Quote by Thomas Ken Download Open image “Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed.” — Thomas Ken ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.6 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bed Grave Little Live Me
Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
The world is too brutal for me-I am glad there is such a thing as the grave-I am sure I shall never have any… — John Keats Copy Share Image
My life is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead, Run around hustlin...scared of the feds. They said death is eternal… — Styles P Copy Share Image
If one is to learn to live with the dead, one must first learn to live with the living! — Irvin D. Yalom Copy Share Image
I lived as best I could, and then I died. Be careful where you step: the grave is wide. — Michael R. Burch Copy Share Image
Redeem thy misspent time that's past, And live this day as if thy last. — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
Remember that God under the Law ordained a Lamb to be offered up to Him every Morning and Evening. — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise Him, all creatures here below! Praise Him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy… — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
Awake, my soul, and with the sun thy daily course of duty run. Cast off dull sloth, and joyful rise to pay thy morning sacrifice. All praise to thee, who safe hast kept and hast refreshed me while I slept! Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. All praise to thee, my God,… — Thomas Ken Copy Share
“Awake my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise To pay thy morning… — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
When you read any great mystery, recorded in holy Writ, you are to prostrate your Reason to Divine Revelation. — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
Let those who thoughtfully consider the brevity of life remember the length of eternity. — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
Redeem the misspent time that's past, And live this day as 'twere thy last. — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
O blessed Saviour, give me grace like Thee, to make Religion my first, and chiefest care, and devoutly to observe, all solemn times, and… — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And he will eat your mortal soul / so if thou seest the man so thin / pray you don’t see him again / for he is not from world we know / he cometh from far… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share
Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time. — Frederic Raphael Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Leave a cavity behind the [wall] facings, and on the inside build walls two feet thick, made of red dimension stone or burnt brick or lava in courses, and then bind them to the fronts by means of iron clamps and lead. The beds and builds, all settling equally and bonded at the joints, will not let the work bulge… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“To all the secret writers, late-night painters, would-be singers, lapsed and scared artists of every stripe, dig out your paintbrush, or your flute, or your dancing shoes. Pull out your camera or your computer or your pottery wheel. Today, tonight, after the kids are in bed or when your homework is done, or instead of one more video game or… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share
“In the parking lot, she drove and parked in a dark area with no other cars around. She reclined her seat, and listened to music. Outside there were trees, a ditch, a bridge; another parking lot. It was very dark. Maybe the Sasquatch would run out from the woods. Chelsea wouldn’t be afraid. She would calmly watch the Sasquatch jog… — Tao Lin Copy Share
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be thirty; more touching to be forty; tragic to be fifty; and heartbreaking to be sixty. As to seventy, as to eighty, one would feel as one did during the last dance of a ball, tired but… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share
I have to meditate before I go to bed, always. I have to let the day go and let the eternal in. — Bellamy Young Copy Share Image
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body was like that. If you watched it carefully enough you could see how it moved to the rhythm of the world, the deep rhythm, the music below the music, the truth below the truth. He believed… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share
