Quotes about circling (16 Quotes)






    A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold, And pavement stars, as stars to thee appear Seen in the galaxy, that milky way Which nightly as a circling zone thou seest Powder'd with stars.


    HE MADE THIS SCREEN not of silver nor of coral, but of weatherbeaten laurel. Here, he introduced a sea uniform like tapestry here, a fig-tree there, a face there, a dragon circling space designating here, a bower there, a pointed passion-flower.

    Ours is a life of constant reruns. We're always circling back to where we'd we started, then starting all over again. Even if we don't run extra laps that day, we surely will come back for more of the same another day soon.



    I LOVE him, I love him, ran the patter of her lips
    And she formed his name on her tongue and sang
    And she sent him word she loved him so much,
    So much, and death was nothing; work, art, home,
    All was nothing if her love for him was not first
    Of all; the patter of her lips ran, I love him,
    I love him; and he knew the doors that opened
    Into doors and more doors, no end of doors,
    And full length mirrors doubling and tripling
    The apparitions of doors: circling corridors of
    Looking glasses and doors, some with knobs, some
    With no knobs, some opening slow to a heavy push,
    And some jumping open at a touch and a hello.


    My great forte in killing buffaloes was to get them circling by riding my horse at the head of the herd and shooting their leaders. Thus the brutes behind were crowded to the left, so that they were soon going round and round.

    Brody cannot believe the size of the creature, and with a classic, practical understatement tells Quint his assessment You're gonna need a bigger boat. Awestruck, they all view the full-sized, massive shark circling the boat. Quint estimates it is 25 feet long Three tons of him.


    Nothing could ever stop Kiss. I've seen the band in down times where critics were like vultures circling overhead saying things like, 'Well, you know it's the end of your career.'

    Here we see hypocrites, plodding forever around in their circle And now we saw a people decked with paint, Who trod their circling way with tear and groan And slow, slow steps, seeming subdued and faint They all wore cloaks, with deep hoods forward thrown Over their eyes, and shaped in fashion quite Like the great cowls the monks wear at Cologne Outwardly they were gilded dazzling bright, But all within was lead, and weighed thereby, King Frederick's copes would have seemed feather-light. O weary mantle for eternity Once more we turned to the left, and by their side Paced on, intent upon their mournful cry.



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