Top 80 The Vale Quotes
#1. The mountains were gone, replaced by a lush green vale. A river flowed out of the mountains, twisting in great curves through the vale until it
John Gwynne
#2. The moon is always female and so am I although often in the vale of razorblades I have wished I could put on and take off my sex like a dress and why not?
Marge Piercy
#3. She lives between the Vale of Kashmir & nirvana, beneath a bipolar sky. The voice speaks of an atlas & a mask, a map of Punjab, an ugly scar from college days on her abdomen, the unsaid credo, but I still can't make the voice say, Look, I'm sorry. I've been dead for a long time.
Yusef Komunyakaa
#4. The meanest flowret of the vale, / The simplest note that swells the gale, / The common sun, the air, and skies, / To him are opening paradise.
Thomas Gray
#5. Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray.
Oliver Goldsmith
#6. Sorry-in-the-Vale, Sorriest River, Crying Pools," said Jared. "Is the quarry called Really Depressed Quarry?
Sarah Rees Brennan
#7. The gold of a lowland lord is as worthless as a half man's promises' Gunthor said.
'Half a man I may be' Tyrion said. 'Yet I have the courage to face my enemies. What do the Stone Crows do, but hide behind rocks and shiver with fear as the knights of the Vale ride by?
George R R Martin
#8. In the valley of suffering, despair and bitterness are brewed. But there also character is made. The valley of suffering is the vale of soul-making.
Nicholas Wolterstorff
#9. Spangling the wave with lights as vain As pleasures in the vale of pain, That dazzle as they fade.
Walter Scott
#10. Bros before hoes," said Jared. "By which of course I mean gardening tools, because I hold all the fine ladies of Sorry-in-the-Vale in the highest regard.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#11. I am the Merlin, bane of the Vale, terror of the four lands. I am chaos and shadows, the last of my people.
Jennifer Silverwood
#12. God promises to make the vale of trouble a door of hope
Jill Briscoe
#13. I'm not sure when I lost my faith. I don't think it's something that just happens. Maybe I've been worn down bit by bit, pretending to believe in the Vale because it's easier than the alternative. I
Pierce Brown
#14. Many species reciprocate, but only humans gossip, and much of what we gossip about is the vale of other people as partners for reciprocal relationships.
Jonathan Haidt
#15. Settle this in your heart: Whether I am up or down, the Lord Jesus is the same. Whether I sing or sigh, the promise is true and the Promiser is faithful. Whether I stand on the summit or am hidden in the vale the covenant stands fast and everlasting love abides.
Charles Spurgeon
#16. And we passed through the cavern of rats.
And we passed through the path of boiling steam.
And we passed through the country of the blind.
And we passed through the slough of despond.
And we passed through the vale of tears.
And we came, finally, to the ice caverns.
Harlan Ellison
#17. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,- Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Oliver Goldsmith
#18. It was what his mother would have done in the circumstances. Boiled some fresh water, warmed the pot and counted out the spoonfuls of tea. Setting domestic order against the chaos, in the hope of winning some temporary reprieve from the vale of tears.
Clive Barker
#19. What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?
William Cowper
#21. I did not matter what distant iron city had raised him. He had been made by Sorry-in-the-Vale, his bones as much a part of it as the valley and the woods. It was as if she had the whole town spread underneath her. Or the whole world, since right then he was the only part of it that mattered.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#22. Happy the life, that in a peaceful stream,
Obscure, unnoticed through the vale has flow'd;
The heart that ne'er was charm'd by fortune's gleam
Is ever sweet contentment's blest abode.
James Gates Percival
#23. There is a festival where we wear the faces of demons to ward evil spirits from our dead in the vale. Sometimes we
fail.
Pierce Brown
#24. The Vale is not real.
It's a lie told by mothers and fathers to give their starving children a reason for the horror. There is no reason.
There is nothing but this world. It is our beginning and our end. Our one chance at joy before the dark.
Pierce Brown
#25. Yes, Seth, he took a nap and Perses snuck in the back door and let them out. Then they skipped through the Vale of Mourning, stopped to have a pic-a-nic and then decided to leave the Underworld all slow-like, and all the while Hades was chillin' and doing nothing.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#26. There are times in the history of men and nations, when they stand so near the vale that separates mortals from the immortals, time from eternity, and men from their God, that they can almost hear the beatings, and feel the pulsations of the heart of the Infinite.
James A. Garfield
#27. I will give Eo your love. I will make a house for you in the Vale of your fathers. It will be beside my own. Join me there when you die." He grins. "But I am no builder. So take your time. We will wait.
Pierce Brown
#28. God has blessed the vale of Kashmir with grace and grandeur. It is a land of lush green meadows, crystal clear springs and lakes, the majestic rivers and streams, the snow white and roaring cataracts, sweet waters, high snow-covered peaks make it a perfect archetype of the promised land of God.
Tarif Naaz
#29. No more to wait the twilight of the moon in this sequestered vale of star and spire, for one eternal morning of desire passes to time and earthy afternoon.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#30. Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
Charles Kingsley
#31. I knew that my trauma, no matter what it was, was not unique. I knew that pain was the universal driving force of so many people - I knew that only in the details was it specific, and I just found it urgent to cut right to the chase and get right to the point.
Lydia Lunch
#32. The idea shared by many that life is a vale of tears is just as false as the idea shared by the great majority, the idea to which youth and health and riches incline you, that life is a place of entertainment.
Leo Tolstoy
#33. No," Jason said. "No ban." The idea that Vale might write poems about him was deliriously wonderful. His heart squeezed and jolted. He wanted to be deserving of Vale's attention and dedicated words. "He'll write according to his inspiration." Father
Leta Blake
#35. Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
John Keats
#37. What?' Diane was enjoying listening to Cecil. She loved the end of his show, when he said, 'Good night, Night Vale, good night.' No matter how difficult her life was or how troublesome the news he was reporting, his voice and his sign-off put her at such ease.
Joseph Fink
#38. Sweetest Echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell, By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale.
John Milton
#39. Atque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale, he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.
Cassandra Clare
#40. The stretch of Bruce Highway between Gin Gin and Miriam Vale was long and lonesome.
S.A. Tawks
#41. You're a good one, Jackie Fierro," they said. "And that makes the world a dangerous place for you.
Joseph Fink
#42. Court-virtues bear, like gems, the highest rate,
Born where Heav'n influence scarce can penetrate.
In life's low vale, the soil the virtues like,
They please as beauties, here as wonders strike.
Alexander Pope
#43. She had recently turned nineteen. She had been recently nineteen for as long as she could remember. The pawnshop had been hers for a long time, centuries maybe. Clocks and calendars don't work in Night Vale. Time itself doesn't work.
Joseph Fink
#44. Jason didn't seem to be paying any attention. Instead, he looked mouthwateringly gorgeous leaning against the wall with his heart in his eyes, and his lanky body encased in that sweetly tailored suit that showed the spread of his shoulders and the bulge of his alpha cock. Vale's
Leta Blake
#45. There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
Charles Lamb
#46. For many minutes, we did nothing but touch each other and absorb the sensation into our skin, as if love itself were a tangible blanket wrapping us in an unbreakable bond.
Juliette Cross
#47. To be remembered is, I think, a basic human right. Not one that occurs to a person when it is there, but like a parched throat in the desert when it is gone.
Joseph Fink
#48. Then what is the purpose of the Library?" Vale asked.
"To save books," Irene said firmly.
Genevieve Cogman
#49. The tender heart, the broken and contrite spirit, are to me far above all the joys that I could ever hope for in this vale of tears.
Charles Simeon
#50. Today Jackie was following the Troy who was a loan manager at the Last Bank of Night Vale ('We put our customers second, and our apocalyptic prophecies first!'). This Troy had very regular hours, not just at his work but in his life outside of work, and so he was especially easy to tail.
Joseph Fink
#51. Ere, in the northern gale,
The summer tresses of the trees are gone,
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,
Have put their glory on.
William C. Bryant
#52. Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair.
John Keats
#53. Reports also indicate that the Night Vale Private Library will be entirely free of librarians, a fact that will be of little comfort to the many public library-goers who are injured or killed in librarian maulings every year.
Joseph Fink
#54. It's nice to have a station pet. Wish it wasn't trapped in a hovering prison in the men's bathroom, but listen: no pet is perfect. It becomes perfect when you learn to accept it for what it is.
Cecil Baldwin
#56. Tess and Clare unconsciously studied each other, ever balanced on the edge of a passion, yet apparently keeping out of it. All the while they were converging, under an irresistible law, as surely as two streams in one vale.
Thomas Hardy
#57. Along the cool sequestered vale of life,
They kept the noiseless tenour of their way.
Thomas Gray
#58. Oh, sweet thy current by town and by tower, The green sunny vale and the dark linden bower; Thy waves as they dimple smile back on the plain, And Rhine, ancient river, thou'rt German again!
Horace Binney Wallace
#59. If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare,
One cordial in this melancholy vale,
'T is when a youthful, loving, modest pair
In other's arms breathe out the tender tale
Robert Burns
#60. We understand the lights. We understand the lights above the Arby's. We understand so much. But the sky behind those lights, mostly void, partially stars, that sky reminds us: We don't understand even more.
Joseph Fink
#61. The innocence of such children doesn't answer our deepest questions about this vale of tears to which we are condemned, but it helps to dispel them. That is the secret to family life.
Joyce Carol Oates
#62. Life is a " vale of tears" a period of trial and suffering, an unpleasant but necessary preparation for the afterlife where alone man could expect to enjoy happiness - Archibald T. MacAllister (The Inferno; Dante Alighieri translated by John Ciardi)
Dante Alighieri
#63. If we have been brought up with the idea that life is for suffering and sacrifice, then of course we would seek death to escape this 'vale of tears'.
Claude Vorilhon
#65. Before the gods that made the gods had seen their sunrise pass, the white horse of the white horse vale was cut out of the grass
G.K. Chesterton
#67. She did not believe that the world was a vale of tears but rather a joke that God had played and that it was idiotic to take it seriously.
Isabel Allende
#68. Such are the foolish dreams of idealistic children who believe that anything can possibly get better over time.
Joseph Fink
#69. We live in a vale of tears ... We can have all the dreams we like, but life is hard, implacable, sad.
Paulo Coelho
#70. Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light, And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
Homer
#71. If you recognize anyone, it does not mean that you like him.We all, for instance, recognize the honourable Member for Ebbw Vale.
Lord Randolph Churchill
#72. Through the sequester'd vale of rural life
The venerable patriarch guileless held
The tenor of his way.
Beilby Porteus
#73. At last he reached out and with a gentle hand, closed Valentine's eyes.
"Ave atque vale, Shadowhunter," he said.
Cassandra Clare
#74. Beyond this vale of tears there is a life above. unmeasured by the flight of years; and all that life is love.
James Montgomery
#75. The question remains ... who takes care of you, Miss Vale?"
"I might ask the same question of you, Lord Dryden.
Julie Anne Long
#76. WHILE THE WORLD IS not a vale of tears, there are times when it seems more so than others. As strong as we may be, these are the times we need a special power - the potent strength of the Divine Feminine.
Kris Waldherr
#77. Perfection is not real. Perfection is not human. Carlos is not perfect- no, even better- he is imperfect. Everything about him, and us, and all of this is imperfect. And those imperfections in our reality are the seams and cracks into which our outsized love can seep and pool.
Cecil Baldwin
#78. Pleasures, riches, honor and joy are sure to have care, disgrace, adversity and affliction in their train. There is no pleasure without pain, no joy without sorrow. O the folly of expecting lasting felicity in a vale of tears, or a paradise in a ruined world.
Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
#79. O for a lodge in a garden of cucumbers!
O for an iceberg or two at control!
O for a vale that at midday the dew cumbers!
O for a pleasure trip up to the pole!
Rossiter Johnson
#80. We cannot subscribe to the belief that this life is a vale of tears, though it once was just that for many of us. But it is clear that we make our own misery.
Alcoholics Anonymous
Famous Authors
Popular Topics
Scroll to Top
