Dies Quote by William C. Bryant Download Open image “Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.” — William C. Bryant ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dies Pain Reign Suffering Weary
The fiercest agonies have shortest reign; And after dreams of horror, comes again The welcome morning with its rays of peace. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
O! useful may it be to have shewn, that, though the vicious can sometimes pour affliction upon the good, their power is transient and… — Ann Radcliffe Copy Share Image
“Agony does not vanish with time. Time does not heal. Time may wear away the sharper pangs of torment and it may be that… — Manning Norvil Copy Share Image
“Time blunts the pain and creates a mist over one’s memory — at least in the case of death and sorrow. Other types of… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Agonies are one of my changes of garments, I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
There is nothing more painful than the untimely death of someone young and dear to the heart. The harrowing grief surges from a bottomless… — Jocelyn Murray Copy Share Image
“Sorrow is a heavy burden; it must not be carried for a long time!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
Ah, whither shall a maiden flee, When a bold youth so swift pursues, And siege of tenderest courtesy, With hope perseverant, still renews! — Coventry Patmore Copy Share Image
“The older wounds had long ago taken hold of her body, leaving behind a map of her biggest victories.” — Konstantina P Copy Share Image
she was oppressed, she was overcome by her own felicity; and happily disposed as is the human mind to be easily familiarized with any… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
“A tearing thrusts this vacant heart Brutal agony does prevail. Incessantly battling for Victory’s love, Its resolute intents to no avail . . .… — Nely Cab Copy Share Image
“On that long journey she wept all the tears stored in her soul, leaving none in reserve for later sorrows.” — Isabel Allende Copy Share Image
The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Lo! while we are gazing, in swifter haste Stream down the snows, till the air is white, As, myriads by myriads madly chased, They… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows; Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods All flushed with… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,- The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
And the blue gentian-flower, that, in the breeze, Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
A silence, the brief Sabbath of an hour, Reigns o'er the fields; the laborer sits within His dwelling; he has left his steers awhile,… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Most of us are convinced that we are our egos, which is who we think we are. The ego is part of our incarnation.… — Ram Dass Copy Share Image
I'll smoke, I'll cough, I'll get the tumors, I'll die, deal? Thank you America. [salutes] — Bill Hicks Copy Share Image
Don't even think for a moment that you are not going to die. — Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse Rinpoche Copy Share Image
Set NOT your hearts on the flowers of this world. They shall fade and die. Prize the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Violence is not necessary to destroy a civilization. Each civilization dies from indifference toward the unique values which created it. — Nicolas Gomez Davila Copy Share Image
I wonder: when a Jehovah's Witness dies and goes to Heaven, does God hide behind the door and pretend He's not home? — Brian Celio Copy Share Image
Certainly, it is. Love is love, and loss is loss. We all love, and we all die, and everyone suffers the pain of grieving.… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
That old man dies prematurely whose memory records no benefits conferred. They only have lived long who have lived virtuously. — Richard Brinsley Sheridan Copy Share Image
My father thrives on fear. You know that prayer If I should die before I wake? I had sheets that said that! — Christopher Titus Copy Share Image
For the glory born of Goodness Never dies, And its flag is not half-masted In the skies. — Bret Harte Copy Share Image