Quotes about summons (15 Quotes)


    So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one that wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

    Nor is mine a trumpet which summons and excites men to cut each other to pieces with mutual contradictions, or to quarrel and fight with one another but rather to make peace between themselves, and turning with united forces against the Nature of Things,



    I live now on borrowed time, waiting in the anteroom for the summons that will inevitably come. And then - I go on to the next thing, whatever it is. One doesn't, luckily, have to bother about that.



    How shocking must thy summons be, O death, to him that is at ease in his possessions who, counting on long years of pleasure here, is quite unfurnished for the world to come.

    Man is a prisoner who has no right to open the door of his prison and run away.... A man should wait, and not take his own life until God summons hiom.


    Love letter or conspiratorial letter, letter of betrayal or letter of mission, letter of summons or letter of distress, we are assured of but one thing the Queen muse not bring it to the knowledge of her lord and master.

    The Way of Tao is this It strives not, but conquers It speaks not, but all is made clear It summons not, but its house is crowded It contrives not, but the design is perfect.

    If you're walking around with a steaming hot coffee, on the '5' or '4' train at 830 in the morning...I would hope..that cop would give you a summons because you have no right to do that.


    Now the trumpet summons us again- not as a call bear arms, though arms we need-not as a call to battle, though embattled we are- but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulat

    Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!



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