A good river is nature’s life work in song.
I had no plans of any destination. I wish to flow like a river.
Love is the river of life in the world.
Rivers are roads that move and carry us whither we wish to go.
The virtues are lost in self-interest as rivers are lost in the sea.
I choose to listen to the river for a while, thinking river thoughts, before joining the night and the stars.
In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.
Life is like the river, sometimes it sweeps you gently along and sometimes the rapids come out of nowhere.
Rivers are roads that move and carry us whither we wish to go.
May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.
If a man going down into a river, swollen and swiftly flowing, is carried away by the current — how can he help others across?
A river is more than an amenity, it is a treasure.
Rivers are places that renew our spirit, connect us with our past, and link us directly with the flow and rhythm of the natural world.
A river doesn’t just carry water, it carries life.
A river cuts through rock, not because of its power, but because of its persistence.