Top 100 Quotes About The Lake
#1. We were in a pit. Fitting. This was, after all, my hell. This pit around the lake. The lake that had taken so much. My friendship with Decker. My humanity. Quite nearly my life. And I was so angry with it. I wasn't scared anymore. I was furious.
Megan Miranda
#2. In the mountain, stillness surges up to explore its own height In the lake, movement stands still to contemplate its own depth.
Rabindranath Tagore
#3. Principled hate is a hell of a lot stronger than "Boy, I wish you hadn't mummified me and thrown me into the lake" hate.
John Green
#4. Long drawn, the cool, green shadows
Steal o'er the lake's warm breast,
And the ancient silence follows
The burning sun to rest. The calm of a thousand summers,
And dreams of countless Junes,
Return when the lake-wind murmurs
Through golden August noons.
William Braithwaite
#5. I saw the lake of Hali, thin and blank, without a ripple or wind to stir it, and I saw the towers of Carcosa behind the moon. Aldebaran, the Hyades, Alar, Hastur, glided through the cloud-rifts which fluttered and flapped as they passed like the scolloped tatters of the King in Yellow.
Robert W. Chambers
#6. He'd drop his clothes and slip into the water. The lake's top few inches, after cooking all day in the sun, would be nearly bath warm. "I'd stretch out in the water, " he said, "and lie flat on my back, and look at the stars.
Michael Finkel
#7. I mean," I said, "it's not like the lake is a living thing." This was perhaps the worst thing I could have said. He looked suddenly alarmed. He put a hand, sticky as it was with gray sand, over my mouth. "Hush, darlin' girl! Hush! The lake hears your every word and knows your every thought.
Graham Joyce
#8. It's a very familiar type of place where people either go to their house on the lake or they get together in different places. This was a normal, relatable place that I think a lot of people have in their childhood.
Steve Carell
#9. I cannot forget Carcosa where black stars hang in the heavens; where the shadows of men's thoughts lengthen in the afternoon, when the twin suns sink into the lake of Hali; and my mind will bear for ever the memory of the Pallid Mask.
Robert W. Chambers
#10. We were having a sleepover when I was eight or nine, and we all got to stay up late and watch the original 'Frankenstein.' It was uncensored, so as a child, I saw the scene where he throws the little girl into the lake, and that freaked me out. Though not as much as when he hangs the hunchback.
Robert Englund
#11. Every wave is a water sprite who swims in the current, each current is a path which snakes towards my palace, and my palace is fluidly built at the bottom of the lake, in the triangle of earth, fire and water.
Emile Zola
#12. The sky was low and broody, but from here, near the treeline, you could see the forest rolling down into the valley, the lake tucked away like a pocket mirror.
Garth Risk Hallberg
#13. I knew I would stay in this town when I found the blue enamel pot floating in the lake. The pot led me to the house, the house led me to the book, the book to the lawyer, the lawyer to the whorehouse, the whorehouse to science, and from science I joined the world.
Leslie Daniels
#14. Were they laughing at me? I forced myself to block them from my mind, to concentrate on the lake, the water. What were they to me? People I met today, that was all. We shared blood. The One who mattered to me still found me worthy, still loved me, whether I knew when to curtsy properly or not.
Lisa Tawn Bergren
#15. Being surrounded by hockey, I got forced into it as a kid. I started skating when I was 4 and had a rink only 10 minutes from my home. In my town, we had one outdoor rink and one indoor rink, so you could skate all year long. I lived by a lake, too, so we did a lot of skating on the lake.
Carl Hagelin
#16. When a pebble is thrown into a lake, everything, down to the furthermost depths, moves with it ... And if, afterwards, everything seems as it was, the level of the lake has none the less been raised by imperceptible, incalculable degree. The old order has been overthrown
by a pebble.
Theophile Thore
#17. Except he'd been wrong about that. There was a monster in the lake. It had grabbed Hassan by the ankles, dragged him to the murky bottom. I was that monster. That was the night I became an insomniac.
Khaled Hosseini
#18. We need to get to the other side of the lake if you want to help the fairies," said Mikolay.We could use my crystal ball for transportation," suggested Julia pulling out a small crystal ball out of her pocket.
Magda M. Olchawska
#19. Over by the campfire, Tyson let loose with his paintball gun. A blue projectile splattered against one of the centaurs, hurling him backward into the lake. The centaur came up grinning, covered in swamp muck and blue paint, and gave Tyson two thumbs up.
Rick Riordan
#21. We lost the crickets," she said. "Even you can't make that sound tough."
... "I am Butler," he said with a straight-face. "Everything I say sounds tough. Now, get out of the lake, fairy.
Eoin Colfer
#22. I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
William Wordsworth
#23. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves a shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.
Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
and slips into the bosom of the lake:
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip into my bosom and be lost in me.
Alfred Tennyson
#24. The lake water was reinventing the forest and the white moon above it, and wolves lapped up the cold reflection of the sky.
Karen Russell
#25. If you have never taken the train across Canada, you really should put it on your life list ... Meanwhile, I get to sit back and watch for moose from the dome car as we roll through the lake-dotted vastness of the boreal forest.
Elizabeth May
#26. She supposed the lake was part of her dowry, now. Michael would have to ask permission to fish there. He would have to ask her husband permission to fish there. The idea would be laughable if it weren't so ... wrong.
Sarah MacLean
#27. His skin radiates so much of the day's heat that touching him feels like wading into the lake, opening my hand, and catching one of the white shimmers of blistering afternoon sunlight bouncing across the water.
Holly Schindler
#28. No one touched the bottom of the lake and lived. If you were lucky, you'd surface wide-eyed and frantic, babbling at the darkness, the thickness of what lay below. If you were unlucky, underwater recovery dragged the lake for your body.
Karen Katchur
#29. And that we call enos ermarf."
"What?" I didn't see what he was pointing at.
"That. The way the lake curves forward into t grass, framed by derrishoul trees."
"You have a word for something like that?" I asked.
-Animorphs #4, The Visitor page 63
K.A. Applegate
#30. I think of what the lakes meant to me then and what they mean to me now. In the middle of the lake, I'm completely present. I'm no longer afraid to be alone. I've conditioned myself to the lake, to the cold, to the pain of it. I can hold it. I've made it mine.
Jessica J. Lee
#31. Imagine that your mind is like a calm, clear lake or a vast empty sky: Ripples appear on the surface of the lake and clouds pass across the sky, but they soon disappear without altering the natural stillness.
Kathleen McDonald
#32. I have a feeling that whatever's in there will make the whore in the lake look like our fairy friggin godmother.
Elle Casey
#33. And the shining strengthened me against the fright
whose agony had wracked the lake of my heart
through all the terrors of that piteous night.
Dante Alighieri
#34. You don't know when you are immersed in a book what the reaction to it will be, but I feel great about 'The Lake of Dreams.'
Kim Edwards
#35. If there were fish in the lake, fishing would make no sense.
Lech Walesa
#37. ...They called the lake Bob. Don't ask me why. "Gonna go sit by Bob," someone would say, or "Bob looks like hell this morning.
Erin Saldin
#38. Are the kids at school?"
"No, they're in the lake. My God.
Dave Eggers
#39. All I heard was the blood rushing through my ears, and the distant rumble and crackle of the Lake of Fire. (And Khufu scratching himself and grunting, but that was nothing new.)
Rick Riordan
#40. I swam across Skaneateles Lake, about a mile, when I was 11 years old. I remember feeling when I was in the middle of the lake that I would be there forever, and having no idea where on shore I'd end up. I made it, and I'm proud of the determination and persistence that took.
Kim Edwards
#41. You will feel him in the breeze on your cheek when you walk next to the lake. You will see him in J's eyes. He will be here, Elle. You won't be able to see him, but you can always talk to him.
Peggy M. McAloon
#42. Despite all the silver of Diana and Mercury, their images will be found on the lake. For the sculptor looking for new clay, he and his people will be flooded with gold.
Nostradamus
#43. Boating on the lake is one of my favorite summer activities.
Carl Hagelin
#44. The pigs, either because of the shock of it or because they hated being possessed by demons, went wild and threw themselves over the cliff, all two thousand of them, and into the lake, where they drowned.
Jose Saramago
#45. Our concept of a family holiday was going to a guest house in the Lake district or Wales where walking was part of the holiday.
Roger Bannister
#46. If he comes in the dark, then it's KYAG Time! - Harkat Mulds (The Lake of Souls)
Darren Shan
#47. A loon called from across the lake in the hushed stillness of the rising moon.
R.J. Harlick
#49. The cabin on the lake is nothing compared to my mansion in eternity!
Todd Stocker
#50. Raw Living: Picking blackberries, beneath late afternoon sun; a sunset reminiscent of watermelon sangria, as the scent of honeysuckle accosts me and the ducks waddle into the lake. Thanking Mama Nature for her abundance. Loving this candied-sweet southern life.
Brandi L. Bates
#51. Why did the world go on being so beautiful in spite of the ugliness he had experienced? The lake was beautiful, serenely beautiful. The forest was beautiful, greenly beautiful. Lake and forest, the whole shimmering world was painfully beautiful. He loved this world, but he was too hurt to enjoy it.
William Steig
#53. The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said:
I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.
Paulo Coelho
#54. She's filing her nails while they are dragging the lake.
Elvis Costello
#55. The lake of my mind, unbroken by oars, heaves placidly and soon sinks into an oily somnolence.' That will be useful.
Virginia Woolf
#56. The lake is always east. East is always the lake. Anywhere else he's ever been he never knows where he is.
Peter Orner
#57. A few days before the [Mr. America] contest we heard rumors about a man who had throngs of people following him along the Lake Michigan Beach front, and we couldn't imagine who could draw crowds by merely walking along the beach!
George Eiferman
#58. The squeak of oarlocks comes over the lake water
A woman's shriek assaults the ear
While above, in the sky, inured to everything,
The moon looks on with a mindless leer
("The Unknown Lady")
Alexander Blok
#59. The still lake without ripples is an image of our minds at ease, so full of unlimited friendliness for all the junk at the bottom of the lake that we don't feel the need to churn up the waters just to avoid looking at what's there.
Pema Chodron
#60. I'd forgotten how cold it was. Especially when we turned the corner and the wind from off the lake hit us. I was thinking that buying fur-lined boots wasn't enough. Finding some fur-lined underwear might not be a bad idea.
Rachel Hawthorne
#61. My golf game's gone off so much that when I went fishing a couple of weeks ago my first cast missed the lake.
Ben Crenshaw
#62. There is no such thing as a dirty word. Nor is there a word so powerful, that it's going to send the listener to the lake of fire upon hearing it.
Frank Zappa
#63. I guess I remembered clearest of all the early mornings, when the lake was cool and motionless, remembered how the bedroom smelled of the lumber it was made of and of the wet woods whose scent entered through the screen.
E.B. White
#64. By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.
Martha Ostenso
#65. A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air.
Eric Sloane
#66. All the light of the day, fleeing the earth, seemed for one brief moment to take refuge in the sky; pink clouds spiralled round the full moon that was as green as pistachio sorbet and as clear as glass; it was reflected in the lake.
Irene Nemirovsky
#67. RE: Lake George from a book by Lord. That's all I know.
There is something so perfect about the mountains and the lake and the trees ... sometimes I want to tear it all to pieces
Georgia O'Keeffe
#68. Beyond the lake, over the mountains, the clouds were illuminated from within by a brilliant stutter of lightning, and in that split second Elizabeth and I were etched against the sky.
Kenneth Oppel
#69. I heard your song the moment we were born. And years later, it dragged me back from the lake of the half-dead when all I wanted to do was die. Each time someone tried to kill me, it sang its tune and gave me hope.
Melina Marchetta
#70. Besides, this was the gentle-going hour in which he hated Annawadi least. The pale sun lent the sewage lake a sparkling silver cast, and the parrots nesting at the far side of the lake could still be heard over the jets.
Katherine Boo
#71. When you wanted me to spend my afternoons sunbathing on the Lake instead of doing my work, I gladly gave in and became a bronzed glamor boy for your sake, instead of remaining a scholar and, well, an educator.
Vladimir Nabokov
#72. Looking out at the lake, drinking good tea. That's his only luxury.
And what an enormous luxury that was.
Banana Yoshimoto
#73. He was the kind of guy who dragged you out of the lake, shoved you down on the ground, growling and groping you, telling you all the dirty things he wanted to do to you ... and then he did them. No-holds-barred, invasive, mind-numbing, disturbingly awesome things.
Madeline Sheehan
#74. Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
and dress them in warm clothes again.
Richard Siken
#75. We have the most beautiful planet - the Rockies, the purple fields of the United States, the Lake District, the Pyrenees, the turquoise seas of the tropics.
Dan Aykroyd
#76. Place has always been important to me, and one thing today's Chicago exudes, as it did in 1893, is a sense of place. I fell in love with the city, the people I encountered, and above all the lake and its moods, which shift so readily from season to season, day to day, even hour to hour.
Erik Larson
#77. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.
J.K. Rowling
#78. In the midst of the lake Arthur was ware of an arm clothed in white samite, that held a fair sword in that hand.
Thomas Malory
#79. The morning light shimmered through the trees and gave the lake an otherworldly hue. Everything in summer Michigan seemed to have a soft shimmer to it, as though God had hung gauze over the sky and softly scattered glitter on all His creations.
Viola Shipman
#80. I found myself, unbidden, thinking of the holy fools in the old story, the ones who went fishing in the lake for the moon, with nets, convinced that the reflection in the water was nearer and easier to catch than the globe that hung in the sky.
Neil Gaiman
#81. I celebrated [my 50th birthday] by throwing a big bowl on the pottery wheel, then going for a water ski at the lake on our property in the Catskills, and that night, skinny-dipping under the stars. Just being free and joyful. And that's how I [felt] about turning 50.
Marcia Gay Harden
#82. Look at the moon in the sky, not the one in the lake.
Rumi
#83. Below birds crossing the lake of the sky
and purple martins on power lines, down
to the trees and one thing my brother said
that stays with me from Long Island to Vermont,
something about trees being conductors
of spirit ...
Anne Marie Macari
#84. I love you, but you are another death, a death that has stayed with me and befriended me as the old death in the lake did, but death all the same.
Gene Wolfe
#85. I could just envision Sam imagining that I wanted him to go out to the lake with me, only to be confronted by Jannalynn and whatever she thought of as a romantic dinner
live rabbits they could chase together, maybe.
Charlaine Harris
#86. I was shooting a mini-series for Sundance/BBC, called 'Top of the Lake,' that was shot by Jane Campion, who's a beautiful native New Zealander and famous film director. The role I was playing was very intense, and they shaved half my hair off. So, I looked like this post-apocalyptic character.
Jay Ryan
#87. I didn't know till then the stars, in flakes
of snow come down to fuck the earth, the lake.
D.M. Thomas
#88. Away down at the far end of the lake they got every night a glimpse of a big, continental train rushing through a clearing. Valancy liked to watch its lighted windows flash by and wonder who was on it and what hopes and fears it carried.
L.M. Montgomery
#89. Sister Amelia spun, a whirling dervish in the service of the All-Mother, removing unnatural creatures from the lake.
Milton J. Davis
#90. The smell of rosin was strong. It reminded her of Christmas wreaths and red glass ornaments. It was a completely different world, a completely different season, than just a few steps away at the lake.
Sarah Addison Allen
#91. 'The Lake of Dreams' grew gradually, over many years, elements and ideas accruing until they gained enough critical mass to become a novel.
Kim Edwards
#92. The beauty of a house by the lake side in the middle of wilderness can best be appreciated not by those who permanently live in the house but by the travellers passing by!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#93. Q: Why did the teacher jump into the lake? A: She wanted to test the waters.
Scott McNeely
#94. The lake was no longer frozen; the complete stillness of the water
was in stark contrast to what she has just seen only moment ago. On the side
of the lake Rose could see the four figures still there and her fear returned....
Tomos A. Roberts
#95. I watched the couples walking around the lake, 'Maybe it's the New Yorker in me. I'm too used to rushing around. But everyone here is so relaxed, it's like they're moving in slow motion.'
'Why should they rush? They're not going anywhere.
Elizabeth Bard
#96. Agriculture has become essential to life; the forest, the lake, and the ocean cannot sustain the increasing family of man; population declines with a declining cultivation, and nations have ceased to be with the extinction of their agriculture.
Elias Hasket Derby
#97. MAIDEN, your simplicity, like the blueness of the lake, reveals your depth of truth.
Rabindranath Tagore
#98. Bitch from the lake?" asked Spike. "I'll tell you later. Just assume she's a mean-ass motherfucker if you see her coming and shoot her in the eyes.
Elle Casey
#99. When, by meditation, we withdraw restless thoughts from the lake of the mind, we behold our soul, a perfect reflection of Spirit.
Paramahansa Yogananda
#100. Every sacrifice I make is for the good of my Clan - and for the other Clans around the lake. Even if that means sacrificing myself.
Erin Hunter
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