water

Some days I'm to sip you. Some days I'm to be drowned.

There's something about water that washes away the cares of the mind and heart.

Mr. McCleod: And if there__ anything I want you guys to take with you from this class, as you__e abusing your bodies over break, is three things: the heart is the body__ strongest muscle, that the brain has more cells in it than our galaxy has stars, and that the body is 72% water. So wherever you go over vacation, don__ get too dehydrated.

When water fountains start charging to drink, then you know we have a problem.

Mr. Albert? Mr. Albert?_ Harley said.__ust Albert__ fine,_ Albert said tersely.__e and Janice are thirsty._____ sorry, but I don__ have any water on me._ He managed a tight smile and moved on. But now Janice was crying and Harley was pleading.__e used to live with Mary and she gave us water. But now we have to live with Summer and BeeBee and they said we have to have money.___hen I guess you__ better earn some money,_ Albert said. He tried to soften it, tried not to sound harsh, but he had a lot on his mind and it came out sounding mean. Now Harley started to cry, too.__f you__e thirsty, stop crying,_ Albert snapped. __hat do you think tears are made of?

Look with open eyes and you will see the beauty of the waterfall.

Being a billionaire helps when you live in a slum and have to eat scraps of food and drink dirty water.

An old Russian folk song is like water held back by a dam. It looks as if it were still and were no longer flowing, but in its depths it is ceaselessly rushing through the sluice gates and the stillness of its surface is deceptive. By every possible means, by repetitions and similes, the song slows down the gradual unfolding of its theme. Then at some point it suddenly reveals itself and astounds us. That is how the song__ sorrowing spirit comes to expression. The song is an insane attempt to stop time by means of its words.

A harsh crack followed the rumble of thunder, a lightning strike. With that, the other musicians began to play, bringing in the tinkling sounds of light rain, the deeper thrum of thicker droplets. The others played the crashing waves, the lapping of water against a nonexistent shore. All around us were the sounds of water, dripping from faucets, gushing from waterfalls.

To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light.

It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen.

The oceans and seas are forces which, if you forget, they will gladly remind you.

A thirst for water may be an oasis in your day.

Lords of fire and earth and water,Lords of moon and wind and sky,Come now to the Old Man's daughter,Come from fathers long gone by.Bring blue from a distance eye.Lords of water, earth, and fire,Lords of wind and snow and rain,Give to my heart's desire.Life as all life comes with pain,But blue will come to us again.

MOTHER IS WATERI wish I couldShower your head with flowersAnd anoint your feet with my tears,For I know I have caused youSo much heartache, frustration and despair __hroughout my youthful years.I wish I could give youThe remainder of my lifeTo add to yours,Or simply eraseThe lines on your face,And mend all that has been torn.For next to God,You are the fireThat has given lightTo the flame in each of my eyes.You are the fountainThat nourished my growth,And from your chalice __ave me life.Without the wetness of your love,The fragrance of your water,Or the trickling sounds ofYour voice,I shall always feelthirsty.

Sometimes at night when the moon is almost full and my hands go numb from writing, I cleanse myself of her poisoned love. I welcome the water, the inevitability of death and embrace the long painful road out of love.

The highest goodness is like water.Water is beneficial to all things but not contend. It stays in places which others despise. Therefore it is near Tao. The weakest things in the world can overmatch the strongest things in the world. Nothing in the world can be compared to water for its weak and yielding nature; yet in attacking the hard and strong nothing proves better than water. For there is no alternative to it. The weak can overcome and the yielding can overcame the hard. This all the world knows but does not practice. This again is the practice of __u-wel_ and nonviolence. Water may be weak, pliable, fluid, but its action is not one of running away from an obstacle. On the contrary, it gives at the point of resistance, envelopes the object and passes beyond it. Ultimately it will wear down the hardest rock. Water is a more telling symbol than land_ crossing the river to get to the other side is, again, attaining the state of enlightenment.

A glass of water with peace is better than several glasses of wine with trouble. Here's a glass of water . . . Cheers to the good life