Top 75 Quotes About Reeds
#1. Images provide a knowledge that we can interiorize rather than 'apply,' can take to that place in ourselves where there is water and where reeds and grasses grow ...
Christine Downing
#2. There was an insurgency under President Hosni Mubarak in the 1990s. Egyptian police and soldiers fought weekly battles with Islamists in the sugarcane fields and thick reeds along the Nile in rural southern villages like Minya, Sohag, Enna and Assiout.
Richard Engel
#3. Birds make music, river reeds in wind make music. Babies make music. God would not forbid something that is the sharia of innocent creatures.
G. Willow Wilson
#4. Two reeds drink from the same stream. One is hollow, the other is sugarcane. - MOROCCAN PROVERB
Tahir Shah
#5. The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond; reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.
Bradley Chicho
#6. With a bad reed, my oboe could be a beastly instrument honking and squeaking as if it had a mind of its own. When my reeds were working, though, I learned that making a sound spoke my emotions more directly than my own voice.
Blair Tindall
#7. The beauty of the landscape - where sand, water, reeds, birds, buildings, and people all somehow flowed together - has never left me.
Zaha Hadid
#8. The strings all soar,
The reeds implore,
The brasses roar with notes galore.
It's music that we all adore
It's what we go to concerts for.
Lloyd Moss
#9. But the wind playing in the reeds and rushes and osiers.
Kenneth Grahame
#10. For a long time they sat in silence, observing the huddles of juvenile reeds peeking through the water's surface, and watching the scores of bank-rooted daisies nodding their dainty heads in time with the gentle breeze.
Jack Croxall
#11. Some lives drift here and there like reeds in a stream, depending on changing currents for their activity. Others are like swimmers knowing the depth of the water. Each stroke helps them onward to a definite objective.
Margaret Sanger
#12. All these half-tones of the soul's consciousness create a raw landscape within us, a sun eternally setting on what we are. Our sense of ourselves then becomes a deserted field at nightfall, with sad reeds flanking a boatless river, bright in the darkness growing between the distant shores.
Fernando Pessoa
#13. Reeds are strong, you know, Ulean whispered to me. They bend during storms, rather than break.
I blinked. Yes, but reeds won't hold up a house.
They make a good raft, so don't write them off so fast.
Yasmine Galenorn
#14. A silence reigns upon the air, Upon the pansies by the shore, Upon the violets, pale and fair, Upon the willow, bending o'er; The reeds and lilies silent grow, The dark green waters silent sleep, Save when the summer breezes blow, Or silvery minnows leap.
George Arnold
#15. When ink joins with a pen, then the blank paper
can say something. Rushes and reeds must be woven
to be useful as a mat. If they weren't interlaced, the wind would blow them away.
Jalaluddin Rumi
#16. Float beyond the world of trees. Out into the whispering breeze, past the rushes, past the weeds, past the marsh's waving reeds.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#17. Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.
John Webster
#18. From cane reeds, sugar. From a worm's cocoon, silk. Be patient if you can, and from sour grapes will come something sweet.
Rumi
#19. He drank life from these breasts now dry, and he took his first steps in this garden, grasping these fingers that are now like trembling reeds.
Kahlil Gibran
#20. When I first met Benny Goodman he wouldn't talk about anything but clarinets, mouthpieces, reeds, etc. When I tried to change the subject, he said 'But that's what we have in common. We both play clarinet.' I said, 'No, Benny, that's where we're different. You play clarinet, I play music.'
Artie Shaw
#21. pastors need themselves to have been mastered by the unconditional grace of God. From them the vestiges of a self-defensive pharisaism and conditionalism need to be torn. Like the Savior they need to handle bruised reeds without breaking them and dimly burning wicks without quenching them.
Sinclair B. Ferguson
#22. Like the moon, I want to touch places
just by looking. To tell
new things at three in the morning, when we're
awake with rain or any sadness, or slendering through
reeds of sleep, surfacing to skin.
Anne Michaels
#23. I think of you, of the lake, of the city, of the burning days on the shore, in the sand, of the shadowy paths, of the musical breath of the air. The water is quiet, blue, I'd like to lie in a boat in the reeds, I don't want to speak, everything around me will tell you what I'm sensing.
Ingeborg Bachmann
#24. How far from real the truth is. I wanted then to take every murdering bastard in Northern Ireland, and have them sleep for a night in my boy's blue rowboat, out on the lough, in the dark, among the reeds, turning in primal celtic patterns.
Colum McCann
#25. Yet half the beast is the great god Pan, To laugh, as he sits by the river, Making a poet out of a man. The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain
For the reed that grows never more again As a reed with the reeds of the river.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#26. Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.
Philip James Bailey
#27. I have sat here happy in the gardens, Watching the still pool and the reeds And the dark clouds ... But though I greatly delight In these and the water lilies, That which sets me nighest to weeping Is the rose and white colour of the smooth flag-stones, And the pale yellow grasses Among them.
Richard Aldington
#28. The forest opened the road, his reeds in one fist, devotion in the other, a bow on the back, words as petals, and a blood-stained smile.
Gwen Calvo
#29. But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out for reality, rather would feed reality to her dreams, a demon elf feeding her spinning wheel with the reeds of the world so she might make her own weblike universe.
Anne Rice
#30. Precedents are treated by powerful minds as fetters with which to bind down the weak, as reasons with which to mistify the moderately informed, and as reeds which they themselves fearlessly break through whenever new combinations and difficult emergencies demand their highest efforts.
Charles Babbage
#31. The legend of the parting of the Red Sea probably refers to tidal changes in the Sea of Reeds related to the Thera eruption.
Julian Jaynes
#32. The Raven's house is built with reeds, - Sing woe, and alas is me! And the Raven's couch is spread with weeds, High on the hollow tree; And the Raven himself, telling his beads In penance for his past misdeeds, Upon the top I see.
Thomas D
#33. Wherever they went and wherever they slept, the east wind whistled in the reeds, and the geese went over high in the starlight, honking at the stars.
T.H. White
#34. no stone. Except for the huge reeds in the marshes, it had no trees for timber. Here, then, was a region with
Samuel Noah Kramer
#35. For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds,
And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds;
Edmund Spenser
#36. Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face ...
Phoebe Cary
#37. Braying of arrogant brass, whimper of querulous reeds.
William Watson
#38. Morris Berman has pointed out that museums characteristically present hard things, such as axes and spears, as evidence of early culture. But culture very likely begins with baskets made of reeds that are "soft" and hold emptiness.
Robert Bly
#39. His eyelashes were so long and thick they looked artificial. Black plastic reeds fringing two green, glacial pools.
Sylvia Plath
#40. Self-confidence is not the temper which God uses for His instruments. He works with 'bruised reeds,' and breathes His strength into them. It is when a man says 'I can do nothing,' that he is fit for God to employ. 'When I am weak, then I am strong.' Moses
Alexander MacLaren
#41. Ah Ratty, what good times we'll have," said Mad Jack. "Just you and me, Ratty. We'll go cuttin' them reeds together, and if you're good we'll go to the circus when it comes to town and see the clowns. I love them clowns, Ratty. We'll have a good life together. Yes we will. Oh yes.
Angie Sage
#42. In the place of the bells, where battle is waged,
The reeds all lie broken in Chalco today.
Dust yellows the air, our houses are smoking,
The sobbing is rising - from the lips of your Chalcans!
David Bowles
#43. The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy. Woven together, like reeds in moonlight.
Virginia Woolf
#44. The oboe's a horn made of wood.
I'd play you a tune if I could,
But the reeds are a pain,
And the fingering's insane.
It's the ill wind that no one blows good.
Ogden Nash
#45. For the first time in four billion years a living creature had contemplated himself and heard with a sudden, unaccountable loneliness, the whisper of the wind in the night reeds.
Loren Eiseley
#46. Sluggish and sedentary peoples, such as the Ancient Egyptians
with their concept of an afterlife journey through the Field of Reeds
project on to the next world the journeys they failed to make in this one.
Bruce Chatwin
#47. A whispering and watery Norfolk sound
Telling of all the moonlit reeds around.
John Betjeman
#48. The divine is everywhere, even in a grain of sand; there I represented it in the reeds.
Caspar David Friedrich
#49. Without God we are but bruised reeds, ever threatened by the prospect of being crushed by life's uncaring millstone. Without God we are nothing, our lives worthless, our days an endless circular tread. Without God we stand condemned, doomed to a life without the precious gift of hope.
T. Davis Bunn
#50. Use a condom. Those Reed men breed like rabbits." Then she walks into the booth with the others and we get set up to record some vocals. Rabbits. Little Reeds. I have to say, that's not an entirely bad thought.
Tammy Falkner
#51. A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws and silver eye; And moveless fish in the water gleam, By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Walter De La Mare
#52. In Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality
the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds
the rattling teacups would
Lewis Carroll
#53. The Reeds take people in like they're family. Anyone. The only requirement is that you have a pulse. And if you don't have a heart, they'll give you theirs.
Tammy Falkner
#54. Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner's melody. Rain is a soft song of compassion for the brokenhearted.
Richelle E. Goodrich
#55. I'm the next act waiting in the wings, I'm an animal trapped in your hot car, I am all the days that you choose to ignore, You are all I need, You're all I need, I'm in the middle of your picture, Lying in the reeds.
Thom Yorke
#56. In the end it will not matter to us whether we wrote well or ill; whether we fought with flails or reeds. It will matter to us greatly on what side we fought.
G.K. Chesterton
#57. When I am in danger of bursting, I will go and whisper among the reeds.
Jonathan Swift
#58. Humans are reeds of straw who think. Reeds of straw who know. Reeds of straw who choose. Reeds of straw who love. Reeds of straw who willingly surpass themselves.
James Carroll
#59. In reading we have to allow the sunken meanings to remain sunken, suggested, not stated; lapsing and flowing into each other like reeds on the bed of a river
Virginia Woolf
#60. The reeds give
way to the
wind and give
the wind away
A.R. Ammons
#61. At best, in such depression times, monetary policy is a feeble reed on which to lean.
John Kenneth Galbraith
#62. The young reed dies so easily. Beginnings are times of great peril.
Frank Herbert
#63. I always thought it was more interesting to think about Reed Richards. As you know, he had the ability to stretch, and sexually, that would seem to be a great asset in many areas.
Stan Lee
#64. Be gentle with yourself.
Reeds
#65. ZZ Top did get a chance to play with Lightnin' Hopkins and Jimmy Reed, there's still that one, single song we just can't shake ... J.B. Hutto's "Combination Boogie".
Billy Gibbons
#66. I don't think Ed Reed has to take a back seat to anybody who ever played the position. ANYBODY.
Ronnie Lott
#69. Woman is like the reed which bends to every breeze, but breaks not in the tempest.
Richard Whately
#70. I played with [Dwight Eisenhower] on the day after I won the Masters at his request. We became everlasting friends. I was with him the day before he died at Walter Reed.
Arnold Palmer
#71. David Simon goes to the Jewish Weekly and said he's made all this money, but he can't enjoy it because of criticism by people like Ishmael Reed.
Ishmael Reed
#72. All life has emptiness at its core; it is the quiet hollow reed through which the wind of God blows and makes the music that is our life.
Wayne Muller
#74. We are not depending on a reed shaken by the wind, but on the Priniciple of Life Itself, for all that we have or ever shall need. It is not some Power, or a great Power, it is all power.
Ernest Holmes
#75. Yet, when one thinks of it, diplomacy without force is a but a rotten reed to lean upon.
Joseph Conrad
