A Quote by William Christopher Handy

You'll never miss the water 'til the well runs dry. — © William Christopher Handy
You'll never miss the water 'til the well runs dry.
You don't miss your water 'Till your well runs dry.
I'll never reach my destination, If I never try, So I will sail my vessel, 'Til the river runs dry.
The artesian well of joy never runs dry. We clog it with our thoughts.
We never know the worth of water till the well is dry.
To develop our real selves, we need time alone for thought and meditation. To be always giving out and never pumping in, the well runs dry.
My blood G cold, never seen my dad cry. And I'm a bleed your block til the cash dry!
A bonus, being a writer, is that the true-life source material is fabulously bizarre. There's so much corruption, violence and free-floating depravity that the well never runs dry, whether you're a novelist, a journalist, or both.
Compassion is the heart that never stops loving others. It is like a wellspring that never runs dry.
The problem with water, though, is that the shortfalls don't show up until the very end. You can go on pumping unsustainably until the day you run out. Then all you have is the recharge flow, which comes from precipitation. This is not decades away, this is years away. We're already seeing huge shortages in China, where the Yellow River runs dry for part of each year. The Yellow River is the cradle of Chinese civilization. It first failed to reach the sea in 1972, and since 1985 it's run dry for part of each year. For 1997 it was dry for 226 days.
A writer can be compared to a well. There are as many kinds of wells as there are writers. The important thing is to have good water in the well, and it is better to take a regular amount out than to pump the well dry and wait for it to refill.
When you give, you reveal a spiritual truth, that the flow of life never runs dry.
When the well is dry, we know the worth of water.
When the well is dry, they know the worth of water.
Po swirled upward from where it had been sitting, and floated over to the window. "When you go swimming and you put your head under the water," Po said, "and everything is strange and underwater-sounding, and strange and underwater-looking, you don't miss the air do you? You don't miss the above-water sounds and the above-water look. It's just different." "True." Liesl was quiet for a moment. Then she added, "But I bet you'd miss it if you were drowning. I bet you'd really miss the air then."
During an earthquake it sometimes happens that fresh springs break out in dry places which water and quicken the land so that plants can grow. In the same way the shattering experiences of suffering can cause the living water to well up in a human heart.
I'm a good Canadian girl. I miss all that good stuff. I miss tobogganing and I miss snowboarding, but I've also learned to surf and I've become a water baby which I used to be relatively terrified of the water and I kayak all the time now and I'm able to run year round on the beach which you can't obviously do in Canada.
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