#water

Water belongs to us all. Nature did not make the sun one person's property, nor air, nor water, cool and clear. ↗

— Michael Simpson

#property #sun #water #nature

A book floated down the Amper River. A boy jumped in, caught up to it, and held it in his right hand. He grinned. He stood waist-deep in the icy, Decemberish water. “How about a kiss, Saumensch?” he said. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#water

The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable. ↗

— Rabindranath Tagore

#water

Haymitch isn't thinking of arenas, but something else. "Johanna's back in the hospital." I assumed Johanna was fine, had passed her exam, but simply wasn't assigned to a sharp shooters' unit. She's wicked with a throwing axe but about average with a gun. "Is she hurt? What happened?" "It was while she was on the Block. They try to ferret out a soldier's potential weakness. So they flooded the street, " says Haymitch. This doesn't help. Johanna can swim. At least, I seem to remember her swimming around some in the Quarter Quell. Not like Finnick, of course, but none of us are like Finnick. "So?" "That's how they tortured her in the Capitol. Soaked her then used electric shocks," says Haymitch. "In the Block, she had some kind of flashback. Panicked, didn't know where she was. She's back under sedation." Finnick and I just stand there as if we've lost the ability to respond. I think of the way Johanna never showers. How she forced herself into the rain like it was acid that day. I had attributed her misery to morphling withdrawal. "You two should go see her. You're as close to friends as she's got," says Haymitch. That makes the whole thing worse. I don't really know what's between Johanna and Finnick, but I hardly know her. No family. No friends.Not so much as a token from District 7 to set beside her regulation clothes in her anonymous drawer. Nothing. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#fear-of-water #haymitch #isolation #johnaa #loss

I think that the best kind of change, is the change that comes from the inside and begins it's way out until it emerges on the outside; a change that is born underneath then continues and spreads until it has reached the surface. That's a true change. A powerful change. And I have found that while we are emerging, changing into something glorious; it is actually us becoming who we really are. A water lily is born underneath the water, inside the soil at the bottom of the river or lake. And the water lily has always been a water lily for that whole time that it was sprouting out of the wet soil, reaching up through the dark water towards the sunlight, stretching and grasping for the surface; where it then buds and blooms on the outside in the sunshine. It doesn't bud and bloom on the surface and then try to reach down below into the soil. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#change #changing #growth #inspirational-life #inspirational-quotes

People say that if you find water rising up to your ankle, that's the time to do something about it, not when it's around your neck. ↗

— Chinua Achebe

#ankle #around #find #neck #people

By polluting clear water with slime you will never find good drinking water. ↗

— Aeschylus

#clear #drinking #drinking water #find #good

With a growing population, there is a growing need for more water delivery and storage. ↗

— Joe Baca

#growing #more #need #population #storage

It came to me then in a flash that obviously the temperature of the water was responsible for the nystagmus. ↗

— Robert Barany

#flash #me #obviously #responsible #temperature

It is with our passions as it is with fire and water, they are good servants, but bad masters. ↗

— Aesop

#fire #good #masters #our #passions