Quotes about ripple (16 Quotes)


    Everybody talks about wanting to change things and help and fix, but ultimately all you can do is fix yourself. And that's a lot. Because if you can fix yourself, it has a ripple effect.



    If the targets continue to be specific industries such as financial firms and airlines, it's not clear that another terror attack will have strong ripple effects through the rest of the economy.




    How can you shorten the subject That stern struggle with the multiplication table, for many people not yet ended in victory, how can you make it less Square root, as obdurate as a hardwood stump in a pasturenothing but years of effort can extract it. You can't hurry the process. Or pass from arithmetic to algebra you can't shoulder your way past quadratic equations or ripple through the binomial theorem. Instead, the other way your feet are impeded in the tangled growth, your pace slackens, you sink and fall somewhere near the binomial theorem with the calculus in sight on the horizon. So died, for each of us, still bravely fighting, our mathematical training except for a set of people called 'mathematicians' born so, like crooks.





    It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.


    A tearing wind last night. A flurry of red clouds, hard, a water colour mass of purple and black, soft as a water ice, then hard slices of intense green stone, blue stone and a ripple of crimson light.

    Climbing Lushan The mountain looms firmly over the Great River. I climb four hundred bends to its green lush peak. With cool eyes I stare at the rim of mankind and the sea beyond. Hot wind blows rain in the sky and down to the river. Clouds over the nine tributaries and the floating yellow crane, where waves ripple toward the Three Wu. White mist flies up. Who knows where Tao, the ancient poet, has gone Is he farming in the Land of the Peach Blossoms July 1, 1959

    All finite things reveal infinitude The mountain with its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The afterlight upon iceburdened pines Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees Silence of water above a sunken tree The pure serene of memory of one man, A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.



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