666 Quotes About Rivers

Unfinished Poem I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding.

A river continually fed by a living fountain may as soon end its streams before it come to the ocean, as a stop be put to the course and progress of grace before it issue in glory.

Said the river: imagine everything you can imagine, then keep on going.

So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life.

Time itself flows on with constant motion, just like a river: for no more than a river can the fleeting hour stand still. As wave is driven on by wave, and, itself pursued, pursues the one before, so the moments of time at once flee and follow, and are ever new.

...you find yourself studying the fine colors on the river, you feel wonder and awe at the setting of the sun, and you are filled with a hard, aching love for how the world could be and always should be, but now is not.

The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.

You throw a person in the river and then make a spectacle of jumping in to save them.

You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.