Quotes About Spokes On A Wheel

#1. The sight of so many ruins destroys any desire to build shanties; all this ancient dust makes one indifferent to fame.

Gustave Flaubert

#2. Because ka was like a fish, ka was like a sand dune, ka was like a wheel that didn't want to stop but only to roll on and on, crushing whatever might happen to be in its path. A wheel of many spokes.

Stephen King

#3. I don't mind tracksuits. At the track.

John Malkovich

#4. The thirty spokes unite in the one nave; but it is on the empty space (for the axle), that the use of the wheel depends.

Lao-Tzu

#5. Several hard-core Star Wars fans who had tickets for the first showing actually said that when the movie finally began, they started crying. Mainly because they realized that it's 22 years later, and they still haven't lost their virginity.

Conan O'Brien

#6. Often when I imagine you your wholeness cascades into many shapes. You run like a herd of luminous deer and I am dark, I am forest. You are a wheel at which I stand, whose dark spokes sometimes catch me up, revolve me nearer to the center.

Anita Barrows

#7. You have to be brave in life.
You have to be fearless in life.
You have to be courageous in life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#8. There's a policy now of opening the doors to the outside world.

Hanoi Hannah

#9. Let us express our gratitude to those people who make our journeys in life beautiful, easy, and interesting. They are the angels of Eden whom we often forget to appreciate.

Debasish Mridha

#10. At night, she slipped into the shelter of the boy's arms as they stood together on deck, picking out constellations from the vast spill of stars: the Hunter, the Scholar, the Three Foolish Sons, the bright spokes of the Spinning Wheel, the Southern Palace with its six crooked spires.

Leigh Bardugo

#11. Every moment is like a wheel with a hundred spokes in it. We ride always at the hub of the wheel and go forward as it turns. We ignore the array of other moments constantly turning around us. We are surrounded by doorways; we never open them.

Patricia A. McKillip

#12. Thirty spokes meet in the hub. Where a wheel isn't is where it's useful. Hollowed out, clay makes a pot. Where the pots not is where it's useful. Cut doors and windows to make a room. Where the room isn't, there's room for you. So the profit in what is, is in the use of what isn't.

Laozi

#13. Spokes unite in the hub of a wheel.

Laozi

#14. The wheel of life has many spokes yet so few people ever leave the hub.

Stanley Victor Paskavich

#15. Thirty spokes are joined in the wheel's hub. The hole in the middle makes it useful.

Laozi

#16. True belief and true repentance are twins: it would be idle to attempt to say which is born first. All the spokes of a wheel move at once when the wheel moves, and so all the graces commence action when regeneration is wrought by the Holy Ghost. Repentance, however, there must be.

Charles Spurgeon

#17. In the same way, there is some creature gnawing away inside of me, urging me to do things in different ways.

Dylan Moran

#18. There are moments when I feel that the Shylocks, the Judases, and even the Devil are broken spokes in the great wheel of good which shall in due time be mad whole.

Helen Keller

#19. When good times turn out way bigger than you first expected, that's when you know you're on a roll!

Stephen Richards

#20. Great men are more distinguished by range and extent than by originality.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#21. We strain to listen to the ghosts and echoes of our inexpressibly wise past, and we have an obligation to maintain these places, to provide these sanctuaries, so that people may be in the presence of forces larger than those of the moment.

Ken Burns

#22. There are many spokes on the wheel of life. First, we're here to explore new possibilities.

Ray Charles

#23. Where were we?" she said.
"Getting credit," I said.
"What about it?"
"Well, it's nice to get credit."
The spokes of her rear wheel spun behind the curtain of her long skirt. She looked like a photograph from a hundred years ago. She turned her wide eyes on me. "Is it?" she said.

Jerry Spinelli

#24. Oh, Fortuna, blind, heedless goddess, I am strapped to your wheel,' Ignatius belched, 'Do not crush me beneath your spokes. Raise me on high, divinity.

John Kennedy Toole