A Quote by Jeremiah Seed

It must descend, as the dew, upon the tender herb, or like melting flakes of snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind. Samuel Taylor Coleridge Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity.
Advice is like snow--the softer it falls, the deeper it goes.
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night —little flakes of me, my impressions, my selections, are settling down on the image of her. The real shape wil be quite hidden in the end.
When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.
Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.
Eyes like streams of melting snow,” she said, and it was all I could do not to roll my melting snow eyes.
You can learn from an ordinary bamboo leaf what ought to happen. It bends lower and lower under the weight of snow. Suddenly the snow slips to the ground without the leaf having stirred. Stay like that at the point of highest tension until the shot falls from you. So, indeed, it is: when the tension is fulfilled, the shot must fall, it must fall from the archer like snow from a bamboo leaf, before he even thinks it.
Please drop a note to the clerk of the weather, and have a good, rousing snow-storm -- say on the twenty-second. None of your meek, gentle, nonsensical, shilly-shallying snow-storms; not the sort where the flakes float lazily down from the sky as if they didn't care whether they ever got here or not, and then melt away as soon as they touch the earth, but a regular business-like whizzing, whirring, blurring, cutting snow-storm, warranted to freeze and stay on!
A faint blush melting through the light of thy transparent cheek like a rose-leaf bathed in dew.
My favorite herb - lamb's bread. Kali. I like Hawaiian. But for some reason, you communicate better with Jamaican herb. The best Jamaican herb, it have more energy, more everything to it.
Some day, when I'm done triggering special snow flakes on campus, when I'm tired of all this, I might quite like a little Milo.
Here today we huddle tight As the darkest heathens might The snow falls chilly on our skin The snow is forcing its way in. Hush, snow, come in with us to dwell: We were thrown out by Heaven as well.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
The longer I live, the more my mind dwells upon the beauty and the wonder of the world.
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