Withered Quotes

On this page you will find all the quotes on the topic "Withered". There are currently 139 quotes in our collection about Withered. Discover the TOP 10 sayings about Withered!
The best sayings about Withered that you can share on Instagram, Pinterest, Facebook and other social networks!
  • The hearts of women are like those little pieces of furniture with secret hiding - places, full of drawers fitted into each other; you go a lot of trouble, break your nails, and in the bottom find some withered flower, a few grains of dust - or emptiness!

    Flower   Heart   Dust  
  • Man makes very much such a nest for his domestic animals, of withered grass and fodder, as the squirrels and many other wild creatures do for themselves.

    Animal   Men   Squirrels  
    Henry David Thoreau (1873). “The Maine Woods”, p.129
  • People do not care to give alms without some security for their money; and a wooden leg or a withered arm is a sort of draft upon heaven for those who choose to have their money placed to account there.

    People   Giving   Heaven  
    Henry Mackenzie (1820). “The man of feeling: and Julia de Roubigné, a tale”, p.18
  • A withered maple leaf has left its branch and is falling to the ground; its movements resemble those of a butterfly in flight. Isn't it strange? The saddest and deadest of things is yet so like the gayest and most vital of creatures?

    Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev (1961). “Fathers and sons”, Signet Classics
  • If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower I will pitch my tent in your shadow. Only your presence revives my withered heart. You are the candle that lights the whole world and I am an empty vessel for your light.

  • The morning air of the pasture turned steadily cooler. Day by day, the bright golden leaves of the birches turned more spotted as the first winds of winter slipped between the withered branches and across the highlands toward the southeast. Stopping in the center of the pasture, I could hear the winds clearly. No turning back, they pronounced. The brief autumn was gone.

    Morning   Autumn   Winter  
    "A Wild Sheep Chase". Book by Haruki Murakami, December 31, 1989.
  • Take the word Liberty from human speech and all the other words become poor, withered, meaningless sounds - but with that word realized - with that word understood, the world becomes a paradise.

    Liberty   Sound   World  
    Robert Green Ingersoll (1901). “Miscellany”
  • The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered, the God of day goes down upon the dreary scene, and in short you are for ever floored.

    Scene   Leafs   Withered  
    Charles Dickens (1867). “Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].”, p.106
  • Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow one another like the withered leaves of Autumn; but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons and a possession for all eternity.

    Oscar Wilde (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Oscar Wilde (Illustrated)”, p.1594, Delphi Classics
  • Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.

    Flower   One Day   Grows  
  • It cuts one sadly to see the grief of old people; they've no way o' working it off; and the new spring brings no new shoots out on the withered tree.

    Spring   Grief   Cutting  
    George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.122, Wordsworth Editions
  • But what of life whose bitter hungry sea Flows at our heels, and gloom of sunless night Covers the days which never more return? Ambition, love and all the thoughts that burn We lose too soon, and only find delight In withered husks of some dead memory.

    Sad   Memories   Ambition  
    Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Poems and poems in prose”, p.25, Oxford University Press on Demand
  • When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die?

    Men   Age   Old Man  
    Thomas Hood (1860). “The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood”, p.145
  • This might explain why Obama gave billions to Wall Street crooks, and dragged the Iraq and Afghan wars on and on. Happily for the busy lunatics who rule over us, we are permanently the United States of Amnesia. We learn nothing because we remember nothing... We have ceased to be a nation under law but instead a homeland where the withered Bill of Rights, like a dead trumpet vine, clings to our pseudo-Roman columns.

    Wall   War   Rights  
  • Without the Spirit of God we can do nothing. We are as ships without wind or chariots without steeds. Like branches without sap, we are withered. Like coals without fire, we are useless. As an offering without the sacrificial flame, we are unaccepted.

    Fire   Offering   Flames  
    Charles Haddon Spurgeon (1988). “Spurgeon at His Best: Over 2200 Striking Quotations from the World's Most Exhaustive and Widely-read Sermon Series”, Baker Publishing Group
  • For if you change from inhumanity to alms giving, you have stretched fourth the hand that was withered. If you withdraw from theaters and go to church, you have cured the lame foot. If you draw back your eyes from a harlot ... you have opened them when they were blind ... These are the greatest miracles.

    Love   Healing   Eye  
  • Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves!

  • The tie which links mother and child is of such pure and immaculate strength as to be never violated, except by those whose feelings are withered by vitiated society. Holy, simple, and beautiful in its construction, it is the emblem of all we can imagine of fidelity and truth.

  • And if I say to you that I am glad of everything we have done together, and sorry that we will not be here together in forty years, laughing at a faded photo of you impersonating a lion, it having withered well, you less so, as we stand fabulously old, in a city that understands what spirit it takes to be old, to be beautiful, to be much looked at, to be itself, to be never quite caught, to have a past, to be content, to have seen much, to have remained, to have continued...

    Beautiful   Sorry   Past  
  • We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair; We sowed in youth a mustard seed, We cut an almond rod; We are now grown up to riper age— Are they withered in the sod?

    Spring   Cutting   Air  
    '19 December 1835'
  • However, withered, I still feel myself to be exactly the same person I've always been. Hard to explain that to the young. we may look truly reptilian, but we're not a separate tribe.

    Looks   May   Tribes  
  • On me, on me Time and change can heap no more! The painful past with blighting grief Hath left my heart a withered leaf. Time and change can do no more.

    Grief   Heart   Past  
  • The dominant problem of pictorial art since the nineteen-fifties is photography, and, by extension, film and video. The basilisk eye of the camera has withered the pride of handworked mediums. Painting survives on a case-by-case basis, its successes amounting to special exemptions from a verdict of history.

    Photography   Art   Eye  
    "Seeing and Reading" by Peter Schjeldahl, www.newyorker.com. July 26, 2004.
  • Deep at the bottom of the well no warmth has yet returned, The rain which sighs and feels so cold has dampened withered roots. What sort of man at such a time would come to visit the teacher? As this is not a time for flowers, I find I've come alone.

    Teacher   Rain   Flower  
    Su Shi, “Visiting The Temple Of Auspicious Fortune Alone On Winter Solstice”
  • France was a land, England was a people, but America, having about it still that quality of the idea, was harder to utter - it was the graves at Shiloh and the tired, drawn, nervous faces of its great men, and the country boys dying in the Argonne for a phrase that was empty before their bodies withered. It was a willingness of the heart.

    Country   Tired   Heart  
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, Matthew J. Bruccoli (1995). “The Short Stories of F. Scott Fitzgerald: A New Collection”, p.512, Simon and Schuster
  • The most affluent may be stripped of all, and find his worldly comforts, like so many withered leaves, dropping from him.

    Adversity   Comfort   May  
    Laurence Sterne (1805). “The Works of Laurence Sterne, A. M.: The sermons of Mr. Yorick”, p.420
  • There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead garlands. Withered leaves crackled and snapped beneath his feet, as he crept softly on towards the house. The desolation of a winter night sat brooding on the earth, and in the sky. But, the red light came cheerily towards him from the windows; figures passed and repassed there; and the hum and murmur of voices greeted his ear sweetly.

    Nature   Winter   Night  
    Charles Dickens (1867). “Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].”, p.184
  • I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late autumn time, when the white mist creeps across the fields, making it seem as though old Earth, feeling the night air cold to its poor bones, were drawing ghostly bedclothes round its withered limbs.

    Lying   Autumn   Night  
    Jerome K. Jerome (2015). “Silhouettes”, p.5, Read Books Ltd
  • Even the wisest of mankind cannot live by reason alone; pure arrogant reason, denying the claims of prejudice (which commonly are also the claims of conscience), leads to a wasteland of withered hopes and crying loneliness, empty of God and man: the wilderness in which Satan tempted Christ was not more dreadful than the arid expanse of intellectual vanity deprived of tradition and intuition, where modern man is tempted by his own pride.

    Loneliness   Pride   Men  
    Russell Kirk (2001). “The Conservative Mind: From Burke to Eliot”, p.41, Regnery Publishing
  • Shall the hag Evil die with the child of Good, Or propagate again her loathèd kind, Thronging the cells of the diseased mind, Hateful with hanging cheeks, a withered brood, Though hourly pastured on the salient blood?

    Children   Cells   Blood  
Page 1 of 5
  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
  • We hope our collection of Withered quotes has inspired you! Our collection of sayings about Withered is constantly growing (today it includes 139 sayings from famous people about Withered), visit us more often and find new quotes from famous authors!
    Share our collection of quotes on social networks – this will allow as many people as possible to find inspiring quotes about Withered!