Artesian Well Quotes & Sayings

People of Berlin - people of the world - this is our moment. This is our time. — Barack Obama

Avoid the question 'why me?.' It saves a lot of grief — Wilhelmina Baird

The writer's job is not to judge, but to seek to understand. — Ernest Hemingway,

Yeah, that's why I unbuckled my belt because I thought he could teach me about weights. — Marshall Thornton

One might almost say that works of literature are like artesian wells, the deeper the suffering, the higher they rise.) — Marcel Proust

of tall poplars. At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front. There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches. Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon. And over this great demesne Buck ruled. Here — Jack London

Is the Mona Lisa an 'accurate' representation of the actual human model for the painting? Who knows? Who cares? It's a great piece of art. It moves us. It makes us wonder, makes us gape - finally makes us look inward at ourselves. — Tim O'Brien

At the end of '69 I did a gig with Jean Luc Ponty here in L.A. He was an electric violinist. — George Duke

I realized that if I was ever going to achieve anything in life, I had to be aggressive. I had to get out there and go for it. I don't believe you can achieve anything by being passive. I know fear is an obstacle for some people, but it's an illusion to me. Michael Jordan — Skip Bertman

You cannot preach conviction of sin unless you have suffered it. You cannot preach repentance unless you have practiced it. You cannot preach faith unless you have exercised it. True preaching is artesian; it wells up from the great depths of the soul. If Christ has not made a well within us, there will be no outflow from us. — Charles Spurgeon

Lighten up." I yawned, pointing across the street to the diner. "If I got upset every time someone beat me, or chased me, or tried to rape me, I'd be crying in my cereal every morning. No one likes a whiner. — Mary Calmes

Down below all the crust of human conceptions, of human ideas, Christ sank an artesian well into a source of happiness so pure and blessed that even yet the world does not believe in it. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

God is His own motive. His love is not drawn out by our loveableness, but wells up, like an artesian spring, from the depths of His nature. — Alexander MacLaren

You know, like, none of us would choose - no matter where we are in the world - would choose to you know become a member of Orwell's "Nineteen Eighty-Four" world, but how much choice is really the question. — Sheena Iyengar

It is because the children of the empire were not suckled by wolves that they were conquered & displaced by the children of the northern forests who were. — Henry David Thoreau

Music had always had the ability to help ease my suffering. I sang a great deal at home. I sang to myself and to Lord Imery. Sometimes, I played the harp to accompany myself. Learning such a graceful instrument had filled my heart with pride. I loved the feeling of adding something beautiful to a room.

I looked down at my shaking hands. There were no melodies left in those withered fingers. — Julie B. Campbell

No one is more vulnerable to fear than a man who keeps another in bondage. He will do anything to prevent justice from rearing its head - for he knows well what he deserves at the hands of those he subjugates. — Jane Jensen

The artesian well of joy never runs dry. We clog it with our thoughts. — Don Blanding

A writer's works, like the water in an artesian well, mount to a height which is in proportion to the depth to which suffering has penetrated his soul. — Marcel Proust

I think being on a set where people aren't being treated as equals, and with just a common level of decency and respect, is really uncomfortable. — Gaby Hoffmann

The Artesian Well never returns its flow, where may stream its arrogation of space? — Dew Platt