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The most winning characteristic of the rather harsh Cetian temperament was curiosity, inopportune, and inexhaustible curiosity; Cetians died eagerly, curious as to what came next.
Cezanne is the Christopher Columbus of a new continent of form.
A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast.
But which is the stone that supports the bridge?
Cecelia turned her gaze away from the girls and looked at the shimmer blue of their kidney shaped swimming pool, with its powerful underwater light, the perfect symbol of suburban bliss, except for that strange intermit sound like a baby choking that was coming from the pool filter.
The stone that the builder refused shall be the head corner stone.
White paint is my marble.
Sparkling bronze azure eyed Blazure's skyblue bow and eyes.
Let China's earth, enrich'd with colour'd stains,
Pencil'd with gold, and streak'd with azure veins,
The grateful flavour of the Indian leaf,
Or Mocho's sunburnt berry glad receive.'
MRS. BARBAULD.
I am pure light, not just a fistful of clay. The shell is not me, I came as the royal pearl within. Look at me not with outward eye but with inward vision of the heart; Follow me there and see how unencumbered we become.
Saturnine, with thin arched brows above large eyes as black and
The walls were made of white stone, topped with preening angels
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
Through the window of my mask I see a wall of coral, its surface a living kaleidoscope of lilac flecks, splashes of gold, reddish streaks and yellows, all tinged by the familiar transparent blue of the sea.
Listen to this," said Maddie. "Cerise Hood. Cedar Wood. Cerise Hood. Cedar Wood. Cedar, you and Cerise have to be friends or your names will get mad and just march right off you!
The Jewel
There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.
Keelhaul the poets in the vestry chairs.
Narcotic greens narcotic greens like reeling firmaments disclose in their appearing randomness the sweetest means that you or she or any wandering Thales might choose to be wonder-struck with at the moment when we die
version of Amber.
Empty the mind of all concerns, see the stone as it is . . . cleansed of associations, wishes, dreams, fantasies, fears.
A girl's name ending in 'a' - that always suggests a 'C' cup.
cosine wherry, a wooden rowboat hand
Carbon's eastern neighbor on the table, nitrogen, dresses up diamonds in pinks, yellows, oranges, and brownish tints known romantically as 'champagne.'
Lauricia or Aurelia?
Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt.
(They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)
are like sherry in crystal, and
Oblong stones sink
slow and sideways. Shaped
by the weight of waves,
dutifully vibrating nature's
lunar-bound graces,
they wash ashore only for
closed palms to forsake them.
The cheerful will
cherish them, place them
on windowsills, or on graves.
Of the authors' imagination and used fictitiously. Emerald Green Desiree Holt
If you'd died on me, I would've taken it out on your corpse."
Raven Heartstone Celenti to Paladin Carison Destine
My eye-balls are glass,
my limbs marble,
my face fixed
in its marble mask.
Natives of the Florida Keys often refer to themselves as Conchs, and for good reason: They have been drinking.
A wood that smells of the sea.
Glass is material sea.
Like all limestones, the famous White Cliffs of Dover, on England's south coast, are made from numberless trillions of tiny marine organisms compressed over time into stone, and exist now as huge reservoirs of carbon. (credit 17.13)
A dainty rogue in porcelain
This is cherries, too. (looking again) I declare I believe that's the only one.
Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much to say, as I wear not motley in my brain.
Eluned had to work very hard not to stare impolitely, for Princess Celestine was reputedly the daughter of a dragon, and thus naturally the most interesting person who could possibly interrupt afternoon tea.
A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest.
She was partial to emeralds; she said they were the single thing that remained constant, always green, always the same ... My mother had been right, it was one thing that lasted, the one thing we could depend on. Other than our love for each other, it was all we had right now.
corner, an empty shell that is merely
Go! dive into the Southern Sea, and when
Th'ast found, to trouble the nice sight of men,
A swelling pearl, and such whose single worth
Boasts all the wonders which the seas bring forth,
Give it Endymion's love, whose ev'ry tear
Would more enrich the skilful jeweller.
Rememberatorium),
Sea-foam
And coral! Oh, I'll
Climb the great pasture rocks
And dream me mermaid in the sun's
Gold flood.
Entrusting her memory to the wind, to the embrace of the silent sentinel trees and to the care of the faithful stars, her namesake, pure and everlasting, the uncontained universe contained in her: Cassiopeia.
As I understand it, the Celts venerated all sorts of plexus-type things: the seashore, dawn, dusk, the edge of the forest - anything that was neither here nor there, so to speak.
I build only living stones
men.
Stained glass, engraved glass, frosted glass; give me plain glass.
Sent as a present from Annam
A red cockatoo.
Coloured like the peach-tree blossom,
Speaking with the speech of men.
And they did to it what is always done
To the learned and eloquent.
They took a cage with stout bars
And shut it up inside.
When I am old and addled I will make coronets like Cad, that have nothing to do with history, but represent the whimsy and cobwebs in my brain.
Cezanne produced precarious little worlds that almost, almost, almost lose their balance but somehow hold themselves together, creating tension, beauty and danger all at once.
The stone which the builders rejected, the same is become the head of the corner.
border - shades of vermillion, raw sienna, and burnt umber that would grow bolder and more vibrant with the strengthening
Calico Kitty
My calico kitty
was painted and primed
she could prowl
the night away ~
without spending a dime...
Coast with us, Emerald Eyes?
If there was a crayon, and I was to put a label on it, I would call it dinosaur skin.
-So B. It
Marjoram ... Blushes.
A crier of green sauce.
Yet the stones remain less real to those who cannot name them, or read the mute syllables graven in silica. To see a red stone is less than seeing it as jasper metamorphic quartz, cousin to the flint the Kiowa carved as arrowheads. To name is to know and remember.
A coxcomb is the blockhead's man of merit.
Calumny is like the wasp which worries you, and which it is not best to try to get rid of unless you are sure of slaying it; for otherwise it returns to the charge more furious than ever.
The last void stone I'd worn was a beautiful black stone caught in vines of copper and silver. It looked like a necklace, a piece of art, really. This thing was spud-ugly.
For a summer of drug abuse on the island of Capri, she packed a wardrobe of black Morticia gowns, dyed her hair green, and paraded through the village streets with a crystal ball, followed by a retainer in gold body paint.
What is your name?"
"Again sir, that is no concern of yours."
"A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda."
...
"Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?"
"Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.
Concurring hands divide
flax for damask
that when bleached by Irish weather
has the silvered chamois-leather
water-tightness of a
skin.
The vessel, though her masts be firm,Beneath her copper bears a worm.
When is a Beryl not a Beryl? 'When it's a Claudia,' he said.
Interesting. Stonecipheco Baby Foods. Not a bad line of products, really. A bit soft and runny for my taste, of course ... "
"Well, it's infant food, really, Norman.
Gray stones for Abnegation, water for Erudite, earth for Amity, lit coals for Dauntless, and glass for Candor.
...a cyclamen that looks like a flight of butterflies, frozen for a single, exquisite moment in the white heart of Time...
Gormenghast, that is, the main massing of the original stone, taken by itself would have displayed a certain ponderous architectural quality were it possible to have ignored the circumfusion of those mean dwellings that swarmed like an epidemic around it s Outer Walls.
My whinstone house my castle is, I have my own four walls.
I came to Rome when it was a city of stone ... and left it a city of marble
He [Caesar Augustus] found a city built of brick; he left it built of marble.
[Lat., Urbem lateritiam accepit, mamoream relinquit.]
Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea ...
The pleased sea on a white-breasted shore
A shore that wears on her alluring brows Rare shells, far brought, the love-gifts of the sea, That blushed a tell-tale.
Since before even the ancient Egyptians and Babylonians, human beings used the stars and seasons to track time and record their most important moments. Cesium severed that link with the heavens, effaced it just as surely as urban streetlamps blot out constellations.
Hy gododin catann hue Hud a lledrith mal wyddan Gaunce ae bellawn wen cabri Varigal don Fincayra Dravia, dravia Fincayra (Talking trees and walking stones, Giants aare the island's bones. While this land our dance still knows, Varigal crowns Fincayra. Live long, live long Fincayra.
Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?
Cherimoya, the most delicious fruit known to men.
Confetti
green, how I want you green.
Green despite the red despite
the rest.
THE GRACKLE
The
Consciousness is the stone that creates the waves in a sea of nothing
or complementary stones, are arranged nearby.
THE ADVENTURE OF THE BLUE CARBUNCLE
I have nothing
Of woman in me; now from head to foot
I am marble-constant.
...Devon wore the face of a stone Artemis.
Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.
Seagulls ... slim yachts of the element.
It was early spring, 326 BC, in the beautiful city of Chersonesus protected by a haunting deep blue sea and a giant wall. Today was the second day of the Festival of Dionysus.
Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a groveling swine?
Raven." There was a long pause as Ronan regarded his hand. "Maybe a crow. But I doubt it. I ... yeah, seriously doubt it. Corvus corax."
Even drunk, Ronan knew the Latin name for the common raven.
I think I'll call you Cygnus," Chelsea said.
"The swan?" I said. A bit precious, but it could have been worse.
She shook her head. "Black hole. Cygnus X-1.
Carla Crumworthy, heiress to the Crumworthy panty-shield fortune. She had come to complain about the collagen injections that Rudy Graveline had administered to give her full, sensual lips, which is just what every rheumatoid seventy-one-year-old woman
islanded in a sea of meaningless color,
Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste.
Caxtons are mechanical birds with many wings And some are treasured for their markings - They cause the eyes to melt Or the body to shriek without pain.
Beautiful in form and feature, lovely as the day, can there be so fair a creature formed of common clay?
Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorne and hazel mingled there; The primrose pale, and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower; Fox-glove and nightshade, side by side, Emblems of punishment and pride, Group'd their dark hues with every stain The weather-beaten crags retain.
Manye chapeleyns arn chaste, ac charite is aweye; Are none hardere than hii whan hii ben avaunced: Unkynde to hire kyn and to alle Cristene, Chewen hire charite and chiden after moore - Swich chastite withouten charite worth cheyned in helle.