Thomas Buchanan Read famous quotes

Last updated: Sep 5, 2024

Look how the blue-eyed violets glance love to one another.
-- Thomas Buchanan Read

#Flower #Blue #Violet
All in their lifetime carve their own soul's statue.
-- Thomas Buchanan Read

#Soul #Action #Lifetime
I hate the sin, but I love the sinner.
-- Thomas Buchanan Read

#Hate #Sin #I Hate
Under his spurning feet, the road Like an arrowly alpine river flowed And the landscape sped away behind Like an ocean flying before the wind....
-- Thomas Buchanan Read

#Ocean #Wind #Rivers
My soul to-day Is far away Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.
-- Thomas Buchanan Read

#Sailing #Soul #Far Away
The heavens are full of floating mysteries.
-- Thomas Buchanan Read

#Heaven #Floating #Mystery

All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind.
William Henry Flower the Anglican too praised evolution as a cleansing solvent, dissolving the dross which had 'encrusted' Christianity 'in the days of ignorance and superstition'.
If I ever fall in love again, I would like it if it were a slightly cold guy. Someone who won't constantly mind about my childish needs but who, the day after the quarrel, for example would offer me a flower accompanied by a sweet note That's kind of guy I need.
I consider myself a blue-collar actor, just chugging away.
But none of that kept me from picturing what a tsunami might look like if it did rise up and roar toward my little boat like some watery blue version of the Great Wall of China.
If artists do see fields blue they are deranged, and should go to an asylum. If they only pretend to see them blue, they are criminals and should go to prison.
The humble soul is like the violet, which grows low, hangs the head downward, and hides itself with its own leaves.
The violet sea longs for the birth of gods, for to be born here is an unspeakable feast, a drumroll of commanding retinues and tritons.
I do love violets; they tell the history of woman's love.
He sat on as the sun's rays came slowly down through the trees, lower and lower, and when the lowest reached a branch not far above him it caught a dewdrop poised upon a leaf. The drop instantly blazed crimson, and a slight movement of his head made it show all the colours of the spectrum with extraordinary purity, from a red almost too deep to be seen through all the others to the ultimate violet and back again.

Thomas Buchanan Read famous quotes

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