#river

I don't like you two going off on you won. Just remember: behave. If I hear about any funny business, I will ground you until the Styx freezes over. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#coach-hedge #humour #river-styx #threat #business

I think I've explained earlier on in the year that I kind of underestimated how important experience was in this series, especially when you're up against such good quality drivers. ↗

— Dan Wheldon

#drivers #earlier #especially #experience #explained

… the river sliding along its banks, darker now than the sky descending a last time to scatter its diamonds into these black waters that contain the day that passed, the night to come. — Excerpt from the poem “The Mercy ↗

— Philip Levine

#diamonds #rivers #stars #water #change

They've never known a time when people drank rain water because it was pure, or could eat snow, or swim in any river or brook. The last time I drove to Washington the traffic was so bad that I could have made better time with a horse. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#brook #change #earth #environment #history

Yesterday is gone and you can't change it. There are no guarantees for tomorrow, so save it. The best stuff is now, so live today and don't dare waste it. ↗

— Michael Neale

#michael-neale #the-river #change

All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army. ↗

— Richard Harding Davis

#between #canyon #cliffs #could #hear

May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#flow #honesty #integrity #moral-courage #river

American youth attributes much more importance to arriving at driver's license age than at voting age. ↗

— Marshall McLuhan

#american #american youth #arriving #attributes #driver

Як умру, то поховайте Мене на могилі, Серед степу широкого, На Вкраїні милій, Щоб лани широкополі, І Дніпро, і кручі Було видно, було чути, Як реве ревучий. Як понесе з України У синєє море Кров ворожу... отойді я І лани, і гори — Все покину і полину До самого бога Молитися... а до того Я не знаю бога. ↗

— Taras Shevchenko

#dnieper-river #homeland #honor #life #ukraine

But there was nothing. No village or town as far as her eyes could strain. Nowhere for her saviours to come from and take her to; just fields and trees and the weeping arc of the river Greave all the way to the horizon. Just like in the books, Greaveburn was all there was; building and building until streets were foundations, roofs were floors, constantly climbing away from itself. now that Abrasia saw it, her dream of escape crumbled completely like an ancient map in her fingers. The horizon was the world's edge and there was nothing beyond it but mist and falling. Greaveburn stood alone on this little circle of earth, the river running around and into itself like a snake eating its tail. And Abrasia was doomed to watch the sun and stars trade places for all eternity. ↗

— Craig Hallam

#city #gothic #greave #greaveburn #river