#procession

I remember when my father passed away, we drove the funeral procession past the bank so he could say one last goodbye. That's how much the bank meant to my father. ↗

— Alexi Giannoulias

#bank #could #drove #father #funeral

In the procession I should feel the crushing feet, the clashing discords, the ruthless hands and stifling breath. I could not hear the rhythm of the march. ↗

— Kate Chopin

#clashing #could #crushing #discords #feel

It is greater than the stars - that moving procession of human energy; greater than the palpitating earth and the things growing thereon. ↗

— Kate Chopin

#energy #greater #growing #human #moving

It is an endless procession of surprises. The expected rarely occurs and never in the expected manner. ↗

— Vernon A. Walters

#expected #manner #never #occurs #procession

The later it gets the more disturbed the city becomes. I go with Albert through the streets. Men are standing in groups at every corner. Rumours are flying. It is said that the military have already fired on a procession of demonstrating workers. ↗

— Erich Maria Remarque

#already #becomes #city #corner #demonstrating

As we moved along in a little procession, I was delighted with the illumination of the streets. So many lamps, and they burned until morning, my father said, and so people did not need to carry lanterns. ↗

— Mary Antin

#burned #carry #delighted #did #father

The wit knows that his place is at the tail of a procession. ↗

— Mark Twain

#knows #place #procession #tail #wit

Rome - the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar. ↗

— George Eliot

#ancestral #city #funeral #gathered #hemisphere

If we would only give, just once, the same amount of reflection to what we want to get out of life that we give to the question of what to do with a two weeks' vacation, we would be startled at our false standards and the aimless procession of our busy days. ↗

— Dorothy Canfield Fisher

#amount #busy #days #false #get

You walk through a series of arches, so to speak, and then, presently, at the end of a corridor, a door opens and you see backward through time, and you feel the flow of time, and realize you are only part of a great nameless procession. ↗

— John Huston

#corridor #door #end #feel #flow