Quotes about Sting

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Who dreads to the dust returning?
Who shrinks from the sable shore,
Where the high and haughty yearning
Of the soul can sting no more?

Bartholomew Dowling

She died with her telly on, 87 and confused,
With not enough hospital beds 'cos all the money's been used,
On the end of the century party preparations,
And they reckon that the last thing she saw in her life,
Was Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican.

Nigel Blackwell

I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. There's nobody as beautiful or as powerful as me!

Billy Graham (wrestler)

It is part of an archbishop's task to prevent the Church trying to sting itself to death like a demented scorpion.

At the foot of the cross, in all humility and in all adoration, we have learned at once the depth and the height of human nature; we have learned to think all wisdom but foolishness for the knowledge of Christ; all purity but sin, unwashed by His atonement; all hope in earth, of all hopes the most miserable, but in the faith of His most blessed resurrection; content to bear the struggles of life, at His command; and submitting to the grave, with a consciousness that it can sting no more.

It must be a peace without victory... Victory would mean peace forced upon the loser, a victor's terms imposed upon the vanquished. It would be accepted in humiliation, under duress, at an intolerable sacrifice, and would leave a sting, a resentment, a bitter memory upon which terms of peace would rest, not permanently, but only as upon quicksand. Only a peace between equals can last.

The fire you rubbed left its brand on the most vulnerable, most vicious and tender point of my body. Now I have to pay for your rasping the red rash too strongly, too soon, as charred wood has to pay for burning. When I remain without your caresses, I lose all control of my nerves, nothing exists any more than the ecstasy of friction, the abiding effect of your sting, of your delicious poison.

Vladimir Nabokov

No small thing, a bee's sting When it enters the heart Not so benign, the growing vine When it tears stone apart

Honeyed words like bees,
Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.

- Report...

O Death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling,
O grave, thy victory?
The bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me.

I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet
I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.

Adelaide Anne Procter

Writing, I crushed an insect with my nail
And thought nothing at all. A bit of wing
Caught my eye then, a gossamer so frail And exquisite, I saw in it a thing
That scorned the grossness of the thing I wrote.
It hung upon my finger like a sting.

September 11, 2001: Citizens of the U.S., besieged by terror's sting, rose up, weeping glory, as if on eagles' wings.

Speak with contempt of none, from slave to king, The meanest Bee hath, and will use, a sting.

Benjamin Franklin

God lets us continue to feel much of sin's sting through suffering while we're heading for heaven. This constantly reminds us of what we're being delivered from; exposing sin for the poison it is.

Joni Eareckson Tada

One tooth he had with many fangs, That shot at once as man pangs, It had an universal sting; One tough of that ecstatic stump Could jerk his limbs, and make him jump, Just like a puppet on a string.

Racial discussions tend to be conducted at one of two levels—either shouts or whispers. The shouters are generally so twisted by pain or ignorance that spectators tune them out. The whisperers are so afraid of the sting of truth that they avoid saying much of anything at all.

It [a snake] is a divine hieroglyph of the demoniac power of the earth - of the entire earthly nature. As the bird is the clothed power of the air, so this is the clothed power of the dust; as the bird the symbol of the spirit of life, so this of the grasp and sting of death.

Men who as boys felt neglected by their dads often remain distant from their children. The sins of fathers are passed on to children, often through the dynamic of self-protection. It hurts to be neglected, and it creates questions about our value to others. So to avoid feeling the sting of further rejection, we refuse to give that part of ourselves we fear might once again be received with indifference.

There is no human being who having both passions and thoughts does not think in consequences of his passions--does not find images rising in his mind which soothe the passion with hope or sting it with dread.

I had always been considered such a nonentity where human relations were concerned that the idea that I might have an influence, even a corrupting influence... penetrated my heart with a fierce little sting of pleasure.

Louis Auchincloss

What, if one reptile sting another reptile? Where is the crime? The goodly face of nature Hath one disfeaturing stain the less upon it.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Get a friend to tell you your faults, or better still, welcome an enemy who will watch you keenly and sting you savagely. What a blessing such an irritating critic will be to a wise man, what an intolerable nuisance to a fool!

Charles Spurgeon

Beside the nettle, ever grows the cure for its sting.

Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world
But those who slide along the grassy sod,
And sting the luckless foot that presses them?
There are who in the path of social life
Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun,
And sting the soul.

It may be that Satan has little cause to fear most preaching. Yet past experiences sting him to rally all his infernal army to fight against God's people praying.

Leonard Ravenhill

I have no qualm about using the word nigger. It is a word. It is in the English lexicon, and no amount of political correctness, no amputation into "the n-word"—as if by the castration of a few letters we should then be able to conceptualize its meaning without feeling its sting—will remove it from reality.

Cheating gets easier every time it's done. It's only hard the first time, when one feels the sting of morality and the guilt of betraying someone's trust.

On summer's south horizon, he Crawls in bright, baleful majesty: Antares is his old read heart, He slew Orion with his sting And since he did that horrid thing They circle heaven far apart.

Lillian White Spencer

In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing...

William Shakespeare