"Thou hadst, for weary feet, the gift of rest."

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Source : William Watson (1936). “The Poems of Sir William Watson: 1878-1935”

#Feet Quotes #Weary Quotes

“A gospel that doesn't deal with the issues of the day is not the gospel at all.”
“Words are plentiful; deeds are precious.”
“Once again your mind explodes with a searing pain. A floodgate of memories bursts wide. Yet it is her face that keeps haunting you. Always her face. Who is she? Then things begin to crystallize. You remember your funeral. Begging and pleading for someone to release you from the darkness. You're not dead. You can't be. Then you feel her presence. Warm, caring, soothing. But somewhere deep inside she feels empty now. She has no reason. No meaning. No soul. But your soul lives. While her's is dying.”
“I was walking along and this chair came flying past me, and another, and another, and I thought, man, is this gonna be a good night.”
“I worked three and then six hours a day in my studio with strict discipline and emotion. I obtained awards usually granted to other foreigners during the end-of-year admission tests.”
“Finally, develop tenacity and an optimistic outlook. It doesn't mean that everything will always work out or that you won't suffer. But pessimism seems to be designed to force you to suffer before the fact!”
“Those who spend their strength in field and factory would rather hear that their emancipation is bound to come than that it is something to be hazardously purchased by struggle and sacrifice.”
“Only sterility is noble and dignified. Only killing what never was is elevated and perverse and absurd.”

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