Cleave Quotes

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we-do-not-know-value-christ-if-we-will-not-cleave-to-him-unto-death-robert-e-murray
in-your-promises-cleave-to-what-is-right-and-you-will-be-able-to-fulfill-your-word-confucius
now-when-they-shall-fall-they-shall-be-holpen-with-a-little-help-but-many-shall-cleave-to-them-with-flatteries
cleave-ever-to-sunnier-side-doubt-alfred
but-cleave-unto-the-lord-your-god-as-ye-have-done-unto-this-day
but-ye-that-did-cleave-unto-the-lord-your-god-are-alive-every-one-of-you-this-day
when-the-dust-groweth-into-hardness-and-the-clods-cleave-fast-together
let-love-be-without-dissimulation-abhor-that-which-is-evil-cleave-to-that-which-is-good
god-takes-away-the-world-that-the-heart-may-cleave-more-to-him-in-sincerity
by-reason-of-the-voice-of-my-groaning-my-bones-cleave-to-my-skin
for-this-cause-shall-a-man-leave-his-father-and-mother-and-cleave-to-his-wife
therefore-shall-a-man-leave-his-father-and-his-mother-and-shall-cleave-unto-his-wife-and-they-shall-be-one-flesh
writers-cleave-together-like-demonic-aa-group-we-are-singularly-able-to-dance-with-each-others-devils-jd-young
to-love-one-maiden-only-cleave-to-her-and-worship-her-by-years-noble-deeds-until-they-won-her-alfred-lord-tennyson
who-when-he-came-and-had-seen-the-grace-of-god-was-glad-and-exhorted-them-all-that-with-purpose-of-heart-they-would-cleave-unto-the-lord
and-said-for-this-cause-shall-a-man-leave-father-and-mother-and-shall-cleave-to-his-wife-and-they-twain-shall-be-one-flesh
ye-shall-walk-after-the-lord-your-god-and-fear-him-and-keep-his-commandments-and-obey-his-voice-and-ye-shall-serve-him-and-cleave-unto-him
i-will-set-no-wicked-thing-before-mine-eyes-i-hate-the-work-of-them-that-turn-aside-it-shall-not-cleave-to-me
the-leprosy-therefore-of-naaman-shall-cleave-unto-thee-and-unto-thy-seed-for-ever-and-he-went-out-from-his-presence-a-leper-as-white-as-snow
if-i-do-not-remember-thee-let-my-tongue-cleave-to-the-roof-of-my-mouth-if-i-prefer-not-jerusalem-above-my-chief-joy
i-dont-know-nothing-about-birthing-puppies-miss-scarlett-but-i-can-cleave-head-off-daimon-without-breaking-sweat-valerius-sherrilyn-kenyon
i-cleave-heavens-soar-to-infinite-and-while-i-rise-from-my-own-globe-to-others-penetrate-ever-further-through-eternal-field-that-which-others-saw-giordano-bruno
we-cleave-to-past-too-much-in-germany-all-our-german-art-is-too-bogged-down-in-conventional-i-think-more-highly-free-person-who-consciously-puts-paula-modersohnbecker
surely-we-give-life-cause-to-die-to-us-is-eventual-coming-the-day-on-which-earth-shall-cleave-asunder-under-them-they-will-make-haste-that-is-gathering-together-easy-to-us-quran
may-arm-first-member-congress-who-proposes-national-religion-drop-powerless-from-his-shoulder-his-tongue-cleave-to-roof-his-mouth-all-people-anne-royall
thou-didst-cleave-the-fountain-and-the-flood-thou-driedst-up-mighty-rivers
moreover-he-will-bring-upon-thee-all-the-diseases-of-egypt-which-thou-wast-afraid-of-and-they-shall-cleave-unto-thee
this-is-pride-when-soul-abandons-him-to-whom-it-ought-to-cleave-as-its-end-becomes-kind-end-to-itself-this-happens-when-it-becomes-its-own-satisfaction-augustine-hippo
o-my-god-withhold-from-me-wealth-to-which-tears-sighs-curses-cleave-better-none-at-all-than-wealth-like-that-christian-scriver
neither-money-pays-nor-name-pays-nor-fame-nor-learning-it-is-character-that-cleave-through-adamantine-walls-difference-swami-vivekananda
god-will-never-never-never-let-us-down-if-we-have-faith-put-our-trust-in-him-he-will-always-look-after-us-so-we-must-cleave-to-jesus-our-whole-life-mother-teresa
god-created-us-with-sexual-passion-that-there-would-be-language-to-describe-what-it-means-to-cleave-to-him-in-love-what-it-means-to-turn-away-from-john-piper
the-lord-shall-make-the-pestilence-cleave-unto-thee-until-he-have-consumed-thee-from-off-the-land-whither-thou-goest-to-possess-it
thy-bow-was-made-quite-naked-according-to-the-oaths-of-the-tribes-even-thy-word-selah-thou-didst-cleave-the-earth-with-rivers
laurel-crowns-cleave-to-deserts-and-power-to-him-who-power-exerts-hast-not-thy-share-on-winged-feet-lo-it-rushes-thee-to-meet-marsilio-ficino
i-tend-to-foster-drama-via-bleakness-if-i-want-reader-to-feel-sympathy-for-character-i-cleave-character-in-half-on-his-birthday-and-then-it-starts-george-saunders
rnase-h-is-specific-rnase-that-will-cleave-rna-dnarna-duplex
thou-shalt-fear-the-lord-thy-god-him-shalt-thou-serve-and-to-him-shalt-thou-cleave-and-swear-by-his-name
We cleave our way through the mountains until the interstate dips into a wide basin brimming with blue sky, broken by dusty roads and rocky saddles strung out along the southern horizon. This is our first real glimpse of the famous big-sky country to come, and I couldn't care less. For all its grandeur, the landscape does not move me. And why should it? The sky may be big, it may be blue and limitless and full of promise, but it's also really far away. Really, it's just an illusion. I've been wasting my time. We've all been wasting our time. What good is all this grandeur if it's impermanent, what good all of this promise if it's only fleeting? Who wants to live in a world where suffering is the only thing that lasts, a place where every single thing that ever meant the world to you can be stripped away in an instant? And it will be stripped away, so don't fool yourself. If you're lucky, your life will erode slowly with the ruinous effects of time or recede like the glaciers that carved this land, and you will be left alone to sift through the detritus. If you are unlucky, your world will be snatched out from beneath you like a rug, and you'll be left with nowhere to stand and nothing to stand on. Either way, you're screwed. So why bother? Why grunt and sweat and weep your way through the myriad obstacles, why love, dream, care, when you're only inviting disaster? I'm done answering the call of whippoorwills, the call of smiling faces and fireplaces and cozy rooms. You won't find me building any more nests among the rose blooms. Too many thorns.

Jonathan Evison
we-cleave-our-way-through-mountains-until-interstate-dips-into-wide-basin-brimming-with-blue-sky-broken-by-dusty-roads-rocky-saddles-strung-out-along-southern-horizon-this-is-our
Let me tell you about love, that silly word you believe is about whether you like somebody or whether somebody likes you or whether you can put up with somebody in order to get something or someplace you want or you believe it has to do with how your body responds to another body like robins or bison or maybe you believe love is how forces or nature or luck is benign to you in particular not maiming or killing you but if so doing it for your own good. Love is none of that. There is nothing in nature like it. Not in robins or bison or in the banging tails of your hunting dogs and not in blossoms or suckling foal. Love is divine only and difficult always. If you think it is easy you are a fool. If you think it is natural you are blind. It is a learned application without reason or motive except that it is God. You do not deserve love regardless of the suffering you have endured. You do not deserve love because somebody did you wrong. You do not deserve love just because you want it. You can only earn - by practice and careful contemplations - the right to express it and you have to learn how to accept it. Which is to say you have to earn God. You have to practice God. You have to think God-carefully. And if you are a good and diligent student you may secure the right to show love. Love is not a gift. It is a diploma. A diploma conferring certain privileges: the privilege of expressing love and the privilege of receiving it. How do you know you have graduated? You don't. What you do know is that you are human and therefore educable, and therefore capable of learning how to learn, and therefore interesting to God, who is interested only in Himself which is to say He is interested only in love. Do you understand me? God is not interested in you. He is interested in love and the bliss it brings to those who understand and share the interest. Couples that enter the sacrament of marriage and are not prepared to go the distance or are not willing to get right with the real love of God cannot thrive. They may cleave together like robins or gulls or anything else that mates for life. But if they eschew this mighty course, at the moment when all are judged for the disposition of their eternal lives, their cleaving won't mean a thing. God bless the pure and holy. Amen.

Toni Morrison
let-me-tell-you-about-love-that-silly-word-you-believe-is-about-whether-you-like-somebody-whether-somebody-likes-you-whether-you-can-put-up-with-somebody-in-order-to-get-somethin
Don't dash off a six-thousand-word story before breakfast. Don't write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen. Don't loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club, and if you don't get it you will none the less get something that looks remarkably like it. Set yourself a 'stint, ' [London wrote 1, 000 words nearly every day of his adult life] and see that you do that 'stint' each day; you will have more words to your credit at the end of the year. Study the tricks of the writers who have arrived. They have mastered the tools with which you are cutting your fingers. They are doing things, and their work bears the internal evidence of how it is done. Don't wait for some good Samaritan to tell you, but dig it out for yourself. See that your pores are open and your digestion is good. That is, I am confident, the most important rule of all. Keep a notebook. Travel with it, eat with it, sleep with it. Slap into it every stray thought that flutters up into your brain. Cheap paper is less perishable than gray matter, and lead pencil markings endure longer than memory. And work. Spell it in capital letters. WORK. WORK all the time. Find out about this earth, this universe; this force and matter, and the spirit that glimmers up through force and matter from the maggot to Godhead. And by all this I mean WORK for a philosophy of life. It does not hurt how wrong your philosophy of life may be, so long as you have one and have it well. The three great things are: GOOD HEALTH; WORK; and a PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE. I may add, nay, must add, a fourth-SINCERITY. Without this, the other three are without avail; with it you may cleave to greatness and sit among the giants." [Getting Into Print (The Editor magazine, March 1903)]

Jack London
dont-dash-off-sixthousandword-story-before-breakfast-dont-write-too-much-concentrate-your-sweat-on-one-story-rather-than-dissipate-it-over-dozen-dont-loaf-invite-inspiration-ligh
Water everywhere, falling in thundering cataracts, singular drops, and draping sheets. Kellhus paused next to one of the shining braziers, peered beneath the bronze visage that loomed orange and scowling over his father, watched him lean back into absolute shadow. 'You came to the world, ' unseen lips said, 'and you saw that Men were like children.' Lines of radiance danced across the intervening waters. 'It is their nature to believe as their fathers believed, ' the darkness continued. 'To desire as they desired ... Men are like wax poured into moulds: their souls are cast by their circumstances. Why are no Fanim children born to Inrithi parents? Why are no Inrithi children born to Fanim parents? Because these truths are made, cast by the particularities of circumstance. Rear an infant among Fanim and he will become Fanim. Rear him among Inrithi and he will become Inrithi ... 'Split him in two, and he would murder himself.' Without warning, the face re-emerged, water-garbled, white save the black sockets beneath his brow. The action seemed random, as though his father merely changed posture to relieve some vagrant ache, but it was not. Everything, Kellhus knew, had been premeditated. For all the changes wrought by thirty years in the Wilderness, his father remained De»nyain ... Which meant that Kellhus stood on conditioned ground. 'But as obvious as this is, ' the blurred face continued, 'it escapes them. Because they cannot see what comes before them, they assume nothing comes before them. Nothing. They are numb to the hammers of circumstance, blind to their conditioning. What is branded into them, they think freely chosen. So they thoughtlessly cleave to their intuitions, and curse those who dare question. They make ignorance their foundation. They confuse their narrow conditioning for absolute truth.' He raised a cloth, pressed it into the pits of his eyes. When he withdrew it, two rose-coloured stains marked the pale fabric. The face slipped back into the impenetrable black. 'And yet part of them fears. For even unbelievers share the depth of their conviction. Everywhere, all about them, they see examples of their own self-deception ... 'Me!' everyone cries. 'I am chosen!' How could they not fear when they so resemble children stamping their feet in the dust? So they encircle themselves with yea-sayers, and look to the horizon for confirmation, for some higher sign that they are as central to the world as they are to themselves.' He waved his hand out, brought his palm to his bare breast. 'And they pay with the coin of their devotion.

R. Scott Bakker
water-everywhere-falling-in-thundering-cataracts-singular-drops-draping-sheets-kellhus-paused-next-to-one-shining-braziers-peered-beneath-bronze-visage-that-loomed-orange-scowlin
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