William Collins Quotes

It seems only yesterday I used to believe<br/>there was nothing under my skin but light.<br/>If you cut me, I would shine.<br/>But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,<br/>I skin my knees. I bleed.

life light shine fall skin yesterday

By fairy hands their knell is rung; / By forms unseen their dirge is sung.

hands fairy

But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her,<br/>barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window<br/>in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor.<br/>She will look in at me with her thin arms extended,<br/>offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.

light dawn tomorrow small poor picture arms fragile thin

In unsettled times like these, when world cultures, countries and religions are facing off in violent confrontations, we could benefit from the reminder that storytelling is common to all civilizations. Whether in the form of a sprawling epic or a pointed ballad, the story is our most ancient method of making sense out of experience and of preserving the past.

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Always mistrust a subordinate who never finds fault with his superior.

faults fault

Beloved, till life can charm no more; And mourned, till Pity's self be dead.

life self

Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell: 'T is virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell.

virtues truth

Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.

peace