For I, a woman, have only known
How the heart melts and the tears run down.
For I, a woman, have only known
How the heart melts and the tears run down.
Hollywood money isn't money. It's congealed snow, melts in your hand, and there you are.
In Japanese houses the interior melts into the gardens of the outside world.
If speculation tends thus to a terrific unity, in which all things are absorbed, action tends directly back to diversity. The first is the course or gravitation of mind the second is the power of nature. Nature is manifold. The unity absorbs, and melts or reduces. Nature opens and creates. These two principles reappear and interpenetrate all things, all thought the one, the many.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
Thaw with her gentle persuasion is more powerful than Thor with his hammer. The one melts, the other breaks into pieces.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
If this ice melts in Greenland it can shut down the Gulf Current.
But love, like the sun that it is, sets afire and melts everything. what greed and privilege to build up over whole centuries the indignation of a pious spirit, with its natural following of oppressed souls, will cast down with a single shove.
The Universal view melts things into a blur.
Love melts the rigor which the rocks have bred; a flint will break upon a feather bed.
Mirrors are ice which do not melt: what melts are those who admire themselves in them.
All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned, and man is at last compelled to face with sober senses his real conditions of life, and his relations with his kind.
Music before all else,and for that choose the irregular,which is vaguer and melts better into the air...
Gold, like the sun, which melts wax and hardens clay, expands great souls and contracts bad hearts.
An age that melts with unperceived decay, And glides in modest innocence away.
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