Browsing Topic Best Rivers Quotes

There comes a point where we need to stop just pulling people out of the river. We need to go upstream and find out why they’re falling in.

You don’t drown by falling in the water; you drown by staying there.

A river cuts through rock, not because of its power but because of its persistence.

Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

Never give up; for even rivers someday wash dams away.

The virtues are lost in self-interest as rivers are lost in the sea.

Don’t try to steer the river.

Here in this body are the sacred rivers, here are the sun and moon, as well as the pilgrimage places. I have not encountered another temple as blissful as my own body

Although we are in different boats, you in your boat and we in our canoe, we share the same river of life.

The more opposition there is, the better. Does a river acquire velocity unless there is resistance? The newer and better a thing is, the more opposition I will meet with at the outset. It is opposition which foretells success. Where there is no opposition there is no success either.

It is the path of least resistance that makes rivers and men crooked.

Let us not forget the East Bank of the (River) Jordan, where seventy per cent of the inhabitants belong to the Palestinian nation.

The river is everywhere.

As the river surrenders itself to the ocean, what is inside me moves inside you.

Boundaries don’t protect rivers, people do.

The words of the scholar are to be understood. The words of the master are not to be understood. They are to be listened to as one listens to the wind in the trees and the sound of the river and the song of the bird. They will awaken something within the heart that is beyond all knowledge.

We have forgotten how to be good guests, how to walk lightly on the earth as its other creatures do.

I went to Communism as one goes to a spring of fresh water, and I left Communism as one clambers out of a poisoned river strewn with the wreckage of flooded cities and the corpses of the drowned.

A grudge is like a cesspool; forgiveness like a flowing river.

The rocks are where they are- and this is their will. The rivers flow- and this is their will. The birds fly- this is their will. Human beings talk- this is their will. The seasons change, heaven sends down rain or snow, the earth occasionally shakes, the waves roll, the stars shine- each of them follows its own will. To be is to will and so is to become.

The same polarity of the male and female principle exists in nature; not only, as is obvious in animals and plants, but in the polarity of the two fundamental functions, that of receiving and penetrating. It is the polarity of earth and rain, of the river and the ocean, of night and day, of darkness and light, of matter and spirit.

Life is a river always flowing. Do not hold onto things. Work hard.

Heraclitus somewhere says that all things are in process and nothing stays still, and likening existing things to the stream of a river he says that you would not step twice into the same river.

I could fall in love with a cruel desert that kills without passion, a canyon full of scorpions, one thousand blinding arctic storms, a century sealed in a cave, a river of molten salt flowing down my throat. But never with you.

You cannot step into the same river twice.

The river where you set your foot just now is gone-those waters give way to this, now this.

The soul is the river of energy that animates who we are.

Peace is Letting Go–Returning to the Silence that cannot enter the realm of words because it is too pure to be contained in words. This is why the tree, the stone, the river, and the mountain are quiet.

Here is a tree rooted in African soil, nourished with waters from the rivers of Afrika. Come and sit under its shade and become, with us, the leaves of the same branch and the branches of the same tree

Palestine is Arab and must be liberated from the river to the sea and all the Zionists who emigrated to the land of Palestine must leave.

A Primrose by a river’s brimA yellow primrose was to himAnd it was something more.

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.

All I did was sit on the riverbank handing out river water. After I’m gone, I trust you will notice the river.

Hitoshi: I’ll never be able to be here again. As the minutes slide by, I move on. The flow of time is something I cannot stop. I haven’t a choice. I go. One caravan has stopped, another starts up. There are people I’ve yet to meet, others I’ll never see again. People who are gone before you know it, people who are just passing through. Even as we exchange hellos, they seem to grow transparent. I must keep living with the flowing river before my eyes. I earnestly pray that a trace of my girl-child self will always be with you. For waving good-bye, I thank you.

No one tests the depth of a river with both feet.