Quotes about sunken (14 Quotes)




    Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone.


    There's been a heady combination of post crisis balance sheet repair, cash flow generation, fund flows from overseas and the growth that the region has generated as major economies such as China and India have 'emerged' whilst previously sunken ones like Japan have risen from the depths.



    Meanwhile, in the broad and lofty chamber set apart for occasions of import, the Abbot himself was pacing impatiently backwards and forwards, with his long white nervous hands clasped in front of him. His thin, thought-worn features and sunken, haggard cheeks bespoke one who had indeed beaten down that inner foe whom every man must face, but had none the less suffered sorely in the contest. In crushing his passions he had well-nigh crushed himself.


    If I am looking for something, for example a lost sunken submarine, I just hold my hands over the map and focus on the submarine until I feel a magnetic pull towards the location. To double check, I fly over the area. There is no deep concentration or meditation involved. I can talk, cycle or do other things at the same time. When I bend a spoon I just stroke the spoon gently and talk to it-bend, bend-and it bends.

    The world was young, the mountains green, No stain yet on the Moon was seen, No words were laid on stream or stone When Durin woke and walked alone. He named the nameless hills and dells He drank from yet untasted wells He stooped and looked in Mirrormere And saw a crown of stars appear As gems upon a silver thread Above the shadow of his head. The world is grey, the mountains old, The forges fire is ashen-cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Durins halls The shadow lies upon his tomb In Moria, in Khazad-dm. But still the sunken stars appear In dark and windless Mirrormere There lies his crown in water deep, Till Durin wakes again from his sleep.


    This wasn't a single site where people were doing something really unusual, but a whole region, a whole culture, where people were organized to produce large pyramids and sunken plazas -- something the Americas hadn't seen before,


    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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