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Flowers are an education in a vase.
Poetical spaces too can be painted like a vase.
The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs.
It was intended to be a vase, it has turned out a pot.
She's a rare vase, out of a cat's reach, on its shelf.
A child is not a vase to be filled, but a fire to be lit.
You can only mend the vase so many times before you have to chuck it away.
Driving a Porsche in London is like bringing a Ming vase to a football game.
But it is not for the perfect vase or the polished gem to choose their owners.
The thoughts you think will irradiate you as though you are a transparent vase.
Dashiell Hammett took murder out of theVenetian vase and dropped it into the alley.
Clay is used to make vases, but it is the emptiness they contain that makes them useful.
No flower is happy in a vase, because vase is nothing but an ornate coffin for the flower.
Sometimes I do just have to stop and hit myself in the head with my diamond-encrusted vase.
The year I began to say vahz instead of vase, a man I barely knew nearly accidentally killed me.
Trust is like a vase.. once it's broken, though you can fix it, the vase will never be same again.
I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases.
You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
If we'd put them in a vase in the living room, they would have been everyone's flowers. I wanted them to be my flowers.
I liken an affair to the shattering of a Waterford crystal vase. You can glue it back together, but it will never be the same again.
Friendship is a vase, which, when it is flawed by heat, or violence, or accident, may as well be broken at once; it can never be trusted after.
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.
Relationships never break cleanly. Like a valuable vase, they are smashed and then glued back together, smashed and glued, smashed and glued until the pieces just don't fit together anymore.
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.
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.
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.
