A Quote by Gary Paulsen

Stories are like a river that flows - you dip a bucket in it — © Gary Paulsen
Stories are like a river that flows - you dip a bucket in it
Night and day the river flows. If time is the mind of space, the River is the soul of the desert. Brave boatmen come, they go, they die, the voyage flows on forever. We are all canyoneers. We are all passengers on this little mossy ship, this delicate dory sailing round the sun that humans call the earth. Joy, shipmates, joy.
The river is motion, turmoil, rage. As the river flows, it wonders what it would be like to be so still, to take a breath, to rest. But the rock will always wonder what lies around the bend in the stream.
We can none of us step into the same river twice, but the river flows on and the other river we step into is cool and refreshing, too
How will you find good? It is not a thing of choice; it is a river that flows from the foot of the Invisible Throne and flows by the path of obedience.
How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.
The river that flows in you also flows in me.
The power of the river is to flow wildly! The power of the lake is to think calmly! Wise man both flows like a river and thinks lake a lake!
Time flows away like the water in the river.
Are you searching for the river of your soul? Then come out of your prison. Leave the stream and join the river that flows into the ocean.
They say you can never step in the same river twice. New water flows in, replacing the old and continually renewing the river. The Senate is the same.
Dip him in the river who loves water.
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.
This ego business has come from various sources, you know that, but it has to be cleansed out. Like when the river flows all kinds of dirt, filth flows into it, but when it meets the sea it becomes the sea. In the same way you have to become that. To become the sea what you have to do is to forget all these tributaries which were coming into you, and all these wrong ideas which came to you.
[We must] deal with all of the contributing factors to gun violence as a whole, because it's like a leaky bucket - if you've got a bucket with six holes shot through it, [and] you plug up five, you've still got a leaky bucket.
The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well.
Bucket filling is in the eye of the bucket holder, not the bucket filler. Fill their buckets with things that are important to them ... not you.
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