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• Some years ago I was working on some forms which were vase forms with a fairly narrow base, and it was after [Hans] Coper had died that I saw an exhibition of his, a catalogue from an exhibition, and he was showing some forms which were made by cutting and joining a lot of different parts together to create what he called a spade form, which you can imagine looks a little bit like a shovel upside down.

  Warren MacKenzie

  Cutting, Years, Together

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• alone with everybody the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and them men drink too much and nobody finds the one but they keep looking crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh. there's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate. nobody ever finds the one. the city dumps fill the junkyards fill the madhouses fill the hospitals fill the graveyards fill nothing else fills.

  Charles Bukowski

  Wall, Fate, Men

  Charles Bukowski, “Alone With Everybody”

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• Now-what’s our game plan?” Coach Hedge belched. He’d already had three espressos and a plate of doughnuts, along with two napkins and another flower from the vase on the table. He would’ve eaten the silverware, except Piper had slapped his hand. “Climb the mountain,” Hedge said. “Kill everything except Piper’s dad. Leave.” “Thank you General Eisenhower,” Jason grumbles.

  Rick Riordan

  Dad, Flower, Hands

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• If I want only pure water, what does it matter to me whether it be brought in a vase of gold or of glass? What is it to me whether the will of God be presented to me in tribulation or consolation, since I desire and seek only the Divine will?

  Saint Francis de Sales

  Glasses, Water, Desire

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• Lie in the sun with the child in your flesh shining like a jewel. Dream and sing, pagan, wise in your vitals. Stand still like a fat budding tree, like a stalk of corn athrob and aglisten in the heat. Lie like a mare panting with the dancing feet of colts against her sides. Sleep at night as the spring earth. Walk heavily as a wheat stalk at its full time bending towards the earth waiting for the reaper. Let your life swell downward so you become like a vase, a vessel. Let the unknown child knock and knock against you and rise like a dolphin within.

  Meridel Le Sueur

  Wise, Dream, Children

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• In the morning, when the nothing vase casts a something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that?

  Jonathan Safran Foer

  Morning, Memories, Shadow

  Jonathan Safran Foer (2013). “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel”, p.110, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• On those remote pages [of 'a certain Chinese encyclopedia'] it is written that animals are divided into (a) those that belong to the Emperor, (b) embalmed ones, (c) those that are trained, (d) suckling pigs, (e) mermaids, (f ) fabulous ones, (g) stray dogs, (h) those that are included in this classification, (i) those that tremble as if they were mad, (j) innumerable ones, (k) those drawn with a very fine camel's hair brush, (l) others, (m) those that have just broken a flower vase, (n) those that resemble flies from a distance.

  Jorge Luis Borges

  Dog, Distance, Flower

  "The Analytical Language of JohnWilkins" (1942) (translation by Ruth L. C. Simms)

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• If you had a large vase with a big crack down the middle of it, a Japanese art museum would put the vase on a pedestal and shine a spotlight on the crack!

  Arielle Ford

  Art, Museums, Shining

  "Nobody's Perfect: How to Reclaim the Joy in Your Relationship". Interview with Laurie Sue Brockway, www.everydayhealth.com. February 16, 2012.

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• But lilies, stolen from grassy mold, No more curled state unfold, Translated to a vase of gold; In burning throne though they keep still Serenities unthawed and chill.

  Francis Thompson

  Serenity, Gold, Mold

  Francis Thompson (2002). “Poems of Francis Thompson”, p.13, A&C Black

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• In the Leach Pottery we did most of our work on the wheel. [Bernard] Leach did a little work in the studio, which was press-molded forms, plastic clay pressed into plaster forms to make small rectangular boxes and some vase forms, which he liked to make. These were molds which had been made to an original that he had modeled in solid clay, and during our work there, sometimes I would be pressing these forms as a means of production.

  Warren MacKenzie

  Mean, Pottery, Littles

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• It is the fixed that horrifies us, the fixed that assails us with the tremendous force of mindlessness. The fixed is a Mason jar,and we can't beat it open. ...The fixed is a world without fire--dead flint, dead tinder, and nowhere a spark. It is motion without direction, force without power, the aimless procession of caterpillars round the rim of a vase, and I hate it because at any moment I myself might step to that charmed and glistening thread.

  Annie Dillard

  Hate, Fire, Might

  Annie Dillard (2011). “Pilgrim at Tinker Creek”, p.69, Hymns Ancient and Modern Ltd

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• Improvement depends far less upon length of tasks and hours of application than is supposed. Children can take in but a little each day; they are like vases with a narrow neck; you may pour little or pour much, but much will not enter at a time.

  Jules Michelet

  Children, Teaching, Each Day

  Jules Michelet, G. H. Smith (1846). “The People”, p.20, New York : D. Appleton ; Philadelphia : G.S. Appleton ; Cincinnati : Derby, Bradley

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• The hallway was lined with numbered doors, odd numbers on one side and even numbers on the other, and large ornamental vases, too large to hold flowers and too small to hold spies.

  Daniel Handler

  Flower, Doors, Numbers

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• I don't know the first thing about holding together a family, especially one that resembles an heirloom vase, shattered but glued back together for its beauty, and no one mentions that you can see the cracks as plain as day.

  Jodi Picoult

  Together, Cracks, Heirlooms

  Jodi Picoult (2012). “The Jodi Picoult Collection #1: Songs of the Humpback Whale, Plain Truth, and Salem Falls”, p.45, Simon and Schuster

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• We settled Mama into the wheelchair and loaded her down with both our pocketbooks and a vase of flowers I had picked to present to our host in hopes of softening the effects of any opinions Mama might vent during the evening.

  Bailey White

  Flower, Might, Evening

  Bailey White (2009). “Mama Makes Up Her Mind: And Other Dangers of Southern Living”, p.22, Da Capo Press

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• Sometimes when things break, you can hold them together for a while with string or glue or tape. Sometimes, nothing will hold what’s broken, and the pieces fly all over, and though you think you might be able to find them all again, one or two will always be missing. I flew apart. I broke. I shattered like a crystal vase dropped on a concrete floor, and pieces of me scattered all over. Some of them I was glad to see go. Some I never wanted to see again.

  Megan Hart

  Thinking, Two, Broken

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• He’s very pretty. For a human.” “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.

  Cassandra Clare

  Skills, Broken, Lovely

  Cassandra Clare (2011). “Clockwork Prince”, p.413, Simon and Schuster

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• The author squares man's depravity with still being made in the image of God with this word picture. A vase that has held beautiful roses though now broken, will nevertheless hold something of the fragrance it once contained.

  Aiden Wilson Tozer

  Beautiful, Men, Squares

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• it seems Montgomery could not help himself when it came to this vase. I'm afraid he has a weakness for beautiful things and has been known to relocate an item if he feels it is not being accorded the proper appreciation. Once he 'relocated' an ancient sculpture from the home of another archangel.

  Nalini Singh

  Beautiful, Appreciation, Home

  Nalini Singh (2011). “Archangel's Consort”, p.17, Penguin

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• I HIDE myself within my flower That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.

  Emily Dickinson

  Loneliness, Flower, Angel

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.664, Harvard University Press

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• You send me all these roses. Every time I think the last bouquet has arrived, finally, another turns up. I’m running out of vases. I didn’t know roses came in so many colors. You say they’re the perfect symbols of love because they have thorns and love is pain. I say life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. And you don’t get it. You say you love me, but you don’t speak my language. You don’t even realize I’m an orchid girl.

  Erin Morgenstern

  Girl, Running, Pain

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• To see Stephen Spender fumbling with our rich and delicate language is to experience all the horror of seeing a Sevres vase in the hands of a chimpanzee.

  Evelyn Waugh

  Book, Hands, Language

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• I love little children too but I don't cut off their heads and stick them in vases.

  George Bernard Shaw

  Children, Fun, Cutting

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• It always seemed to me that the herbaceous peony is the very epitome of June. Larger than any rose,
  it has something of the cabbage rose's voluminous quality; and when it finally drops from the vase, it
  sheds its petticoats with a bump on the table, all in an intact heap, much as a rose will suddenly fall,
  making us look up from our book or conversation, to notice for one moment the death of what had
  still appeared to be a living beauty.

  Vita Sackville-West

  Summer, Book, Fall

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• Life is a magic vase filled to the brim, so made that you cannot dip from it nor draw from it; but it overflows into the hand that drops treasures into it. Drop in malice and it overflows hate; drop in charity and it overflows love.

  John Ruskin

  Life, Hate, Hands

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