And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later - a vision in the book thief herself - that as she knelt next to Hans Hubermann, she watched him stand and play the accordion. He stood and strapped it on in the alps of broken houses and played the accordion with kindness silver eyes and even a cigarette slouched on his lips. The bellows breathed and the tall man played for Liesel Meminger one last time as the sky was slowly taken away from her.
Quotes about bellows (12 Quotes)
We know they have good athletes at Bellows Falls and we tried to keep them with the ball on the left side of the court. They go to the right well.
An intellectual hatred is the worst, So let her think opinions are accursed. Have I not seen the loveliest woman born Out of the mouth of Plenty's horn, Because of her opinionated mind Barter that horn and every good By quiet natures understood For an old bellows full of angry wind.
Their way of Dancing, is nothing but a sort of stamping Motion, much like the treading upon Founders Bellows.
Those who speak ill of the spiritual life, although they come and go by day, are like the smith's bellows: they take breath but are not alive.
She's only 5-7, but she has the strength underneath. She got most of her points off inside baskets, but the last four or five games she took her game outside. Against Bellows Falls she stood in the deep corner and she kept draining threes.
Bellows Falls is going to be a big game for us. They are number two in our division and we've played them well in the past. If we keep playing with the intensity we had against Woodstock, we should be all right.
Imagination must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments ignoring it only makes it grow larger and noisier.
The country blacksmith who employs no journeyman is never conscious of any conflict between the capital invested in his anvil, hammer and bellows, and the labor he performs with them, because in fact, there is none.
In writing this book I'm writing about my own life, a generation removed, ... But in the larger sense ... it was my discovery of Bellow's work, his voice that became for me the inspiration for this book. I was always fascinated by his life and wanted to know more about it.
The breath of divine knowledge is the bellows of divine love, and the flame of divine love is the perfection of divine knowledge.
If the soul is the mind at its purest, best, clearest, busiest, profoundest, ... then Bellow's charge has been to restore the soul to American literature.