Where the bee sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. - William Shakespeare
Opportunity never knocks. It hangs thick in the air all around you. You breathe it unthinking, and dissipate it with your sighs. - Roy H. Williams
Victory, is like a boxer that hangs his gloves, after the consecutive losses; sometimes walking away is what builds character, than the actual fight. As humble fruit on a tree that falls to the ground and rots, never finding appreciation in the taste of mouths. - Anthony Liccione
It is far easier to move mountain than to move science by this one degree. We have the power to move mountain, if we have faith that the mountain can be moved. It is now that our faith is tested. The future of humankind hangs in the balance. - Compton Gage
A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself. - E.M. Forster
To the accountants, a true work of art is an investment that hangs on the wall.
Do anything totally and it is finished; you will not carry a psychological memory of it. Do anything incompletely and it hangs with you. - Osho
What he was after hangs between the visible and the invisible, between the here and now and the seemingly elsewhere. - André Aciman
Do not act as if you were going to live ten thousand years. Death hangs over you. While you live, while it is in your power, be good. - Marcus Aurelius
Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. - William Shakespeare
And so from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, and then, from hour to hour,we rot and rot; and thereby hangs a tale. - William Shakespeare
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. - Willa Cather
Every little trifle, for some reason, does seem incalculably important today, and when you say of a thing that 'nothing hangs on it,' it sounds like blasphemy. There's never any knowing - (how am I to put it?) - which of our actions, which of our idlenesses won't have things hanging on it for ever. - E.M. Forster
Balance hangs in the fingers of Peace - James Butler