A Quote by Leigh Bardugo

Don't wish for bricks when you can build from stone. — © Leigh Bardugo
Don't wish for bricks when you can build from stone.
We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life and the often overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this--through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication, we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime.
I wish I could, instead of destroying things like that, I wish I could build, build, build.
We'll build a democracy here, even if it's with Nazi bricks.
You can't change the bricks, and together, you still have to build a wall.
Words are not thoughts, just like bricks are not homes. But houses are made with bricks. If you have less bricks, you will make a small house. The more words you have, the clearer your thoughts, and the more clearly you can convey them.
Just as the Salt Lake Temple took 40 years to build, stone by stone, you are building a virtuous life, step by step.
The Nets' a stone throw from where I used to throw bricks ...So it's only right I'm still tossing 'round Knicks.
I provide the bricks and mortar with the words and situations - the director and the actors and the designers build the house.
If you put someone in a room with no script to direct, they're just going to sit there. Writing scripts is the execution for a show. Then the director takes that and hires people. It's like trying to build a house without any bricks. You need the script. I could build the house, but I have to know how.
Every thing thinks, but according to its complexity. If this is so, then stones also think...and this stone thinks only I stone, I stone, I stone. But perhaps it cannot even say I. It thinks: Stone, stone, stone... God enjoys being All, as this stone enjoys being almost nothing, but since it knows no other way of being, it is pleased with its own way, eternally satisfied with itself.
With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day, and wish 'twere done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern.
I am confined to the Lego palate. I don't paint the bricks. I stick with what Lego has made. And the idea behind that is I do want to hopefully inspire kids to go home and create on their own. And if I do, I want them to be able to buy those very same bricks I use. So I don't alter the bricks; I just use what's provided.
Be united with other Christians. A wall with loose bricks is not good. The bricks must be cemented together.
Freedom of the press is the mortar that binds together the bricks of democracy -- and it is also the open window embedded in those bricks.
I wish to be up and doing. I wish to face each day with resolution and purpose. I wish to use every waking hour to give encouragement, to bless those whose burdens are heavy, to build faith and strength of testimony.
It's a shame publishers send rejection slips. Writers should get something more substantial than a slip that amounts to a pile of confetti. Publishers should send something heavier. Editors should send out rejection bricks, so at the end of a lot of years, you would have something to show besides a wheelbarrow of rejection slips. Instead you could have enough bricks to build a house.
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