A river seems a magic thing. A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself.
Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.
To put your hands in a river is to feel the chords that bind the earth together.
True merit, like a river, the deeper it is, the less noise it makes.
Tears are a river that takes you somewhere…Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it downriver to someplace better.
Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.
What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.
If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.
Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.
Rivers flow not past, but through us; tingling, vibrating, exciting every cell and fiber in our bodies, making them sing and glide.
No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.
I choose to listen to the river for a while, thinking river thoughts, before joining the night and the stars.
A Woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself
Earth and Sky, Woods and Fields, Lakes and Rivers, the Mountain and the Sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.
A river is more than an amenity, it is a treasure.
In a world beyond this one, that river goes on singing sweetly, enchanting us with what we want to hear, shaping what we need to see in order to keep going. In those waters, all disappointments are forgotten, our mistakes forgiven. Gazing into them, we see a strong father. A loving mother. Warm rooms where we are sheltered, adored, wanted. And the uncertainty of our futures is nothing more than the fog of breath on a windowpane.
I've known rivers: I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young. I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep. I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it. I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset. I've known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
When the well is dry, we know the worth of water.
There comes a point where we need to stop just pulling people out of the river. We need to go upstream and find out why they're falling in.
Love is a river. Drink from it.
Time flows away like the water in the river.
Be still like a mountain and flow like a great river.
The happy heart runs with the river, floats on the air, lifts to the music, soars with the eagle, hopes with the prayer.
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