#slumber

There are forces all around you who wish to exploit division, rob you of your freedom, and tell you what to think. But young folks can rekindle the weary spirit of a slumbering nation. ↗

— Wynton Marsalis

#division #exploit #folks #forces #freedom

The best artist has that thought alone Which is contained within the marble shell; The sculptor's hand can only break the spell To free the figures slumbering in the stone. ↗

— Michelangelo

#artist #best #break #contained #figures

Look thy last on all things lovely, Every hour - let no night Seal thy sense in deathly slumber Till to delight Thou hast paid thy utmost blessing. ↗

— Austin Dobson

#blessing #deathly #delight #every #hast

Might there come a time When we stand over a grave And mourn ourselves? Mourn the past, a previous life? Shall we weep for the passing of time? Shall we grieve for unfulfilled dreams? In my naivety; in my belief In immortal youth, I sleep walk through life. Someone... wake me up. Please. Wake me up. ↗

— Samantha Young

#immortality #mourn #passing #reflection #sleep

The older you get, the few slumber parties there are, and I hate that. I liked slumber parties. What happened to them? ↗

— Drew Barrymore

#get #happened #hate #i #liked

For in itself a thought, a slumbering thought, is capable of years, and curdles a long life into one hour. ↗

— Lord Byron

#hour #into #itself #life #long

None of us know all the potentialities that slumber in the spirit of the population, or all the ways in which that population can surprise us when there is the right interplay of events. ↗

— Vaclav Havel

#interplay #know #none #population #potentialities

Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#aroused #born #create #filling #full

It is the nature of the self to manifest itself, In every atom slumbers the might of the self. ↗

— Muhammad Iqbal

#every #itself #manifest #might #nature

All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumber in its bosom. ↗

— William C. Bryant

#globe #handful #slumber #tread #tribes