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| Trinity University, San Antonio, TX | 15-17 February, 2009 | Free & Open to the Public | |
Quotations About Walls
Not stones, nor wood, nor the art of artisans make a state; but where men are who know how to take care of themselves, these are cities and walls.
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at it destination full of hope.
Men of sense often learn from their enemies. It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war.
False friendship, like the ivy, decays and ruins the walls it embraces; but true friendship gives new life and animation to the object it supports.
The more enlightened out houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.
Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors for you where there were only walls
Warriors do not win victories by beating their heads against walls, but by overtaking the walls. Warriors jump over walls; they don't demolish them.
Don't ever take a fence down until you know the reason it was put up.
Everyone pushes a falling fence.
When the wind rises, some people build walls. Others build windmills.
A world without walls is the only sustainable world. . . . If the world is dominated by people who believe that their races, their religions, their ethnic differences are the most important factors, then a huge number of people will perish in this century.
Don't spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door.
There are no boundaries in the real Planet Earth. No United States, no Russia, no China, no Taiwan. Rivers flow unimpeded across the swaths of continents. The persistent tides, the pulse of the sea do not discriminate; they push against all the varied shores on Earth.
Fences are essential to the way we think about land, the way we behave on that land, and the way we expect our land to look. They bound our properties and stand at the center of the American landscape.
Fences define, protect, confine, and liberate. They tell us where we belong and who we are in relation to others. Fences join the public and private. Remove a fence; invite chaos. Erect a fence; you are home.
Fences give order to a vast continent. They frame space and encourage people to perceive land as a patchwork of properties. Fences announce who has access to the earth's resources. With a fence, a tract of land becomes a park or parking lot; it comes mine or yours or ours. Fences make space into place.
There is a cyclone fence between
The grass is not, in fact, always greener on the other side of the fence. No, not at all. Fences have nothing to do with it. The grass is greenest where it is watered. When crossing over fences, carry water with you and tend the grass where ever you may be.
The walls are the publishers of the poor.
In a time of tumultous change we have to remain confident and look to the positive results, and decide which walls should be destroyed and which should be built.
George Bush taking credit for the wall coming down is like the rooster taking credit for the sun rising.
A boundary is not that at which something stops, but that from which something begins.
The laurel-tree grew large and strong,
The people should fight for the law as for their city wall
Fences are made for those who cannot fly.
May you always have walls for the winds, a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire, laughter to cheer you, those you love near you and all your heart might desire.
If you do away with the yoke of oppression, with the pointing finger and malicious talk, and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday. The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations; you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.
Peaceful circulation has been interupted by barbed wire and concrete blocks. For a city or a people to be truly free, they must have the secure right, without economic, political or police pressure, to make their own choices and live their own lives.
We will prove to the world that we believe in peacefully "tearing down the walls" instead of arbitrarily building them.
The strength of walls depends on the courage of those who guard them.
The thoughts written on the walls of madhouses by their inmates might be worth publicizing.
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?
That city is well fortified which has a wall of men instead of brick.
I am hitting my head against the walls, but the walls are giving way.
If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be a vegetarian.
The fence and the boundary line are the symbols of the spirit of justice. They set the limits upon each man's interest to prevent one from taking advantage of the other.
We build too many walls and not enough bridges.
We should thank God that He did not give us the power of hearing through walls; otherwise there would be no such thing as friendship.
Borders are scratched across the hearts of men, by strangers with a calm, judicial pen, and when the borders bleed we watch with dread the lines of ink along the map turn red.
There was so much handwriting on the wall that even the wall fell down.
The walls between the countries with the most and those with the least cannot stand. The walls between races and tribes; natives and immigrants; Christian and Muslim and Jew cannot stand. These now are the walls we must tear down.
Words will build no walls.
Like a city whose walls are broken down is a man who lacks self-control.
Life is a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.
Walls have ears.
There are no constraints on the human mind, no walls around the human spirit, no barriers to our progress except those we ourselves erect.
Information is the oxygen of the modern age. It seeps through the walls topped by barbed wire, it wafts across the electrified borders.
You have a 12-foot fence. You know what'll happen? Thirteen foot ladders.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
You can not break through a wall with your forehead.
The first man who, having fenced in a piece of land, said "This is mine," and found people naive enough to believe him, that man was the true founder of civil society.
Take care what you say before a wall, as you cannot tell who may be behind it.
Up there in the immensity of the Cosmos, an inescapable perception awaits us. National boundaries are not evident when we view the Earth from space. Fanatical ethnic, religious or national chauvinisms are a little difficult to maintain when we see our planet as a fragile blue crescent fading to become an inconspicuous point of light against the bastion and citadel of the stars.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder; And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content To whisper. . . .And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall,
That stand'st between her father's ground and mine!
Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall,
Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne!
Walls have tongues, and hedges ears.
(Walls) show that politicians have reached the end of their ideas about what to do about a difficult situation with a neighbor. ... They can't think what else to do.
A lot of people insisted on a wall between modern dance and ballet. I'm beginning to think that walls are very unhealthy things.
The wide world is all about you; you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot forever fence it out.
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