Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree.
Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree.
Negro poetic expression hovers for the moment, pardonably perhaps, over the race problem, but its highest allegiance is to Poetry it must soar.
The act of writing requires a constant plunging back into the shadow of the past where time hovers ghostlike.
Retail gasoline prices have moved higher against a backdrop of increased crude oil prices. A year ago, crude oil traded at 49 a barrel and gas prices averaged 1.79 -- 49 cents lower than the current average of 2.28. This week, crude hovers around 66 a barrel.
My own nature hovers between neurotic and paranoid. I've developed the habit of mentally listing things that make me optimistic about the future. I do it every day.
The modern computer hovers between the obsolescent and the nonexistent.
As long as oil is trading near 70 a barrel, interest rates on the 10-year (note) are around 5 percent and gold hovers at 600 an ounce, it will be difficult for equities to make headway.
So long as the bee is outside the petals of the lily, and has not tasted the sweetness of its honey, it hovers around the flower emitting the buzzing sound but when it is inside the flower, it noiselessly drinks the nectar. So long as a man quarrels and disputes about doctrines and dogmas, he has not tasted the nectar of true faith when he has tasted it, he becomes quiet and full of peace.
A reflection of an exact image is the closest thing to you-so that you can see it-but it's far enough away so that you really understand it. There is real life in this movie, but it hovers just an inch above reality.
A great city, whose image dwells in the memory of man, is the type of some great idea. Rome represents conquest; Faith hovers over the towers of Jerusalem; and Athens embodies the pre-eminent quality of the antique world, Art.
Death hovers over its head, and makes it cry.
The specter of death, or at least the end of something, hovers over the enterprise, but in the lightest possible way, as if to ignore it is the only possible policy.
Braving obstacles and hardships is nobler than retreat to tranquility. The butterfly that hovers around the lamp until it dies is more admirable than the mole that lives in a dark tunnel.
Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.
Laughter is day, and sobriety is night; a smile is the twilight that hovers gently between both, more bewitching than either.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories