Jewels Quotes

“Up then, fair phoenix bride, frustrate the sun;
Thyself from thine affection
Takest warmth enough, and from thine eye
All lesser birds will take their jollity.
Up, up, fair bride, and call
Thy stars from out their several boxes, take
Thy rubies, pearls, and diamonds forth, and make
Thyself a constellation of them all;
And by their blazing signify
That a great princess falls, but doth not die.
Be thou a new star, that to us portends
Ends of much wonder; and be thou those ends.”
― John Donne, The Complete English Poems

“Birds were created to record everything. They were not designed just to be beautiful jewels in the sky, but to serve as the eyes of heaven.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“It is not until you rhyme with a person that makes you their perfect match, it is when you are satisfied with each others peculiarities, and find jewels in their loopholes.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Holmes took up the stone and held it against the light. "It's a bonny thing," said he. "Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime. Every good stone is. They are the devil's pet baits. In the larger and older jewels every facet may stand for a bloody deed. This stone is not yet twenty years old. It was found in the banks of the Amoy River in soutern China and is remarkable in having every characteristic of the carbuncle, save that it is blue in shade instead of ruby red. In spite of its youth, it has already a sinister history. There have been two murders, a vitriol-throwing, a suicide, and several robberies brought about for the sake of this forty-grain weight of crystallised charcoal. Who would think that so pretty a toy would be a purveyor to the gallows and the prison?”
― Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle - a Sherlock Holmes Short Story

“There were only the great diamonds and sapphires and emerald mists and velvet inks of space, with God's voice mingling among the crystal fires.”
― Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man

“One of his tears fell in my mouth, where it became a blue sapphire, source of strength, source of strength and eternal hope.”
― Anita Diamant, The Red Tent

“If I should see your eyes again,
I know how far their look would go --
Back to a morning in the park
With sapphire shadows on the snow.

Or back to oak trees in the spring
When you unloosed my hair and kissed
The head that lay against your knees
In the leaf shadow's amethyst.

And still another shining place
We would remember -- how the dun
Wild mountain held us on its crest
One diamond morning white with sun.

But I will turn my eyes from you
As women turn to put away
The jewels they have worn at night
And cannot wear in sober day.”
― Sara Teasdale

“Funny, 'ow you can 'old a jewel in your 'and, and toss it away, and not even know what you 'ad until it's gone.”
― Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose

“analyzing through special insight and realizing the lack of inherent existence constitute understanding of the signless.”
― Siddhārtha Gautama

“If it’s not one god it’s another. Allah or oil. Jesus or Jewels. Lenin or lust.”
― Victor Robert Lee, Performance Anomalies

“Would you believe I devise my entire show based upon a single one of these jewels? It's true I choose a color from my collection (...) and with it I can imagine a whole world.”
― Dita Von Teese, Burlesque and the Art of the Teese / Fetish and the Art of the Teese

“Aru never thought she’d think this way, but she’d had her fill of gold and jewels. She’d seen enough of both to last several lifetimes, and in the end, neither compared to the rare treasure in her hand. A golden army might be precious, but a second chance with someone she loved?
That was priceless.”
― Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the City of Gold

“He discovered wonderful stories, also, about jewels. In Alphonso's Clericalis Disciplina a serpent was mentioned with eyes of real jacinth, and in the romantic history of Alexander, the Conqueror of Emathia was said to have found in the vale of Jordan snakes 'with collars of real emeralds growing on their backs.' There was a gem in the brain of the dragon, Philostratus told us, and 'by the exhibition of golden letters and a scarlet robe' the monster could be thrown into a magical sleep and slain. According to the great alchemist, Pierre de Boniface, the diamond rendered a man invisible, and the agate of India made him eloquent. The cornelian appeased anger, and the hyacinth provoked sleep, and the amethyst drove away the fumes of wine. The garnet cast out demons, and the hydropicus deprived the moon of her color. The selenite waxed and waned with the moon, and the meloceus, that discovers thieves, could be affected only by the blood of kids. Leonardus Camillus had seen a white stone taken from the brain of a newly killed toad, that was a certain antidote against poison. The bezoar, that was found in the heart of the Arabian deer, was a charm that could cure the plague. In the nests of Arabian birds was the aspirates, that, according to Democritus, kept the wearer from any danger by fire.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“All your jewels are mine to plunder.”
― Raubin Chaudhary

“The greatest profit you make in business is not money, but happiness. The greatest riches you give in life are not possessions, but love. The greatest treasures you acquire in life are not jewels, but joy.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Sparhawk slowly lowered his eyes to look at the jewel he held in his fist. Though it appeared delicate, even fragile, he sensed that the Sapphire rose was all but indestructible. From deep within its azure heart there came a kind of pulsating glow, deep blue at the tips of the petals and darkening down at the gem's center to a lambent midnight. Its power made his hand ache, and something deep in his mind shrieked warnings at him as he gaze to its depths. He shuddered and tore his eyes from its seductive glow.”
― David Eddings, The Sapphire Rose

“She'd piled her hair high, leaving silky tendrils to tease bare shoulders. How he longed to festoon that slender neck with cascades of rubies. Rubies, diamonds, pearls, emeralds. Never sapphires. Not even the finest sapphires could rival the beauty of her eyes.
He had no jewels to offer, only his longing, loving heart.”
― Anna Campbell, Untouched

“Cloaked in the most valuable invisibilities, she’s a seamstress wearing knitted concepts of genius fitted like the elegant dress of a dazzling princess. Yet, no matter how lofty, the messages of her precious lips always land softly with her ability to keep kissing me with the sweetest simplicities.”
― Curtis Tyrone Jones

“To my mind there is nothing like the quest for jewels at their sources, which will throw a man into the whirlpool of adventure, and if he has eyes to see it, into the arms of romance itself. Adventure and romance usually prove to be uncommonly uncomfortable at first-hand, but they are the stuff of memories. Memories studded with gems, memories literally bejeweled, are to me memories worth having indeed.”
― Louis Kornitzer

“She opened the satchel.
And honestly, fate couldn't have provided a better prize at the end of a scavenger hunt.
She pulled out a beautiful, sparkling crown.
Her large green eyes grew even larger. Despite the hour and lack of sunlight, its jewels still managed to shimmer and twinkle in a magical, expensive way. Rapunzel might not have had much experience with royal gems or any kind of precious stone, but it was very clear that these were those. The thing was straight out of a fairy tale, what a princess would be wearing when she was turned back from a swan. The giant diamonds were even shaped like swans' eggs. Under each was a round pink ruby, and threading between them was a strand of perfectly round pearls.
She turned it over in her hands, tracing the tiny, intricately wound gold wire that held it all together.
And there, in a small flat patch of smooth metal, was the artist's mark-- and a multi-rayed sun symbol.
The same one on her bracelet clasp.
The same one that she constantly painted and dreamed of. The one that meant life and happiness and energy in the personal vocabulary of Rapunzel's soul.”
― Liz Braswell, What Once Was Mine

“He would often spend a whole day settling and resettling in their cases the various stones that he had collected, such as the olive-green chrysoberyl that turns red by lamplight, the cymophane with its wirelike line of silver, the pistachio-coloured peridot, rose-pink and wine-yellow topazes, carbuncles of fiery scarlet with tremulous, four-rayed stars, flame-red cinnamon-stones, orange and violet spinels, and amethysts with their alternate layers of ruby and sapphire. He loved the red gold of the sunstone, and the moonstone’s pearly whiteness, and the broken rainbow of the milky opal.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Edwin Carson is the greatest living authority on precious stones in the world. The only reason why he isn't acclaimed as such in public and in the Press is that his methods of collecting his jewels--he's got an amazing collection, I believe--is not supposed to be all that it might be.”
― Alan Melville, Weekend at Thrackley

“Her scars were her jewels she sported with pride.”
― Tina Sequeira, Bhumi: A Collection of Short Stories

“Jewels are an adornment to women, but a blemish to men. They bespeak either effeminacy or a love of display. The hand of a man is honored in working for labor is his mission and the hands that wears its riches on its fingers has rarely worked honestly to win them. (1869)”
― Anonymous

“It is impossible to exaggerate how powerfully this object would affect any believer kneeling in front of it. The blood drawn by this worthless thorn will save immortal souls, and so nothing earthly can be too precious for it, neither the sapphire it stands on, nor the rock crystal that protects it, nor the ruby and pearls that frame it. This is a sermon in gold and jewels, an aid to contemplation and a source of the deepest comfort.”
― Neil MacGregor, A History of the World in 100 Objects

“Sand shall melt when glass beads are in the jeweler's box ready for the necklace.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Whatever confidence came to her when she gripped a knife didn’t serve her here.”
― Elizabeth Bear, Whiskey and Water

“The chamber was a cool, chill black- as if we'd stepped inside the mind of some sleeping beast. And within its round space gleamed glittering islands of light. Of jewels.

Ten thousand years' worth of treasure.

It was neatly organised, in podiums and open drawers and busts and racks.

'The family jewels,' Rhys said with a devious grin. ...

...carved into the rock was an entire wall of crowns. They each had their own resting place, lined with black velvet, each illuminated by-

'Glowworms,' Rhys told me as the tiny, bluish globs crusted in the arches of each nook seemed to glitter like the entire night sky. In fact... What I'd taken for small faelights in the ceiling high above... It was all glowworms. Pale blue and turquoise, their light as silken as moonlight, illumining the jewels with ancient, silent fire.

'Pick one,' Rhys whispered in my ear.

'A glowworm?'

He nipped at my earlobe. 'Smartass.' He steered me back toward the wall of crowns, each wholly different- as individual as skulls. 'Pick whichever crown you like.'

'I can't just- take one.'

'You must certainly can. They belong to you.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“The necklace we are after is called the Wild Heart," Jack said. "It last sold at auction in November 2015 for $25 million. It features twenty-six oval-shaped flawless pink diamonds and a forty-carat heart-shaped pink diamond. Each diamond is enhanced by a cluster of oval-shaped green marquise emeralds supposedly crafted to resemble the leaves of the phalaenopsis orchid, but which in fact are more like dendrobiums that produce leaves that are opposite one another. The diamonds and emeralds are strategically placed to create a floral effect that makes the necklace resemble Orchidaceae. The gems are set in eighteen-carat white gold and precious platinum."
"He likes plants," I explained when I saw a few blank stares. "We met in the hellebore."
"It wasn't as romantic as it sounds," Jack said. "She trampled it underfoot like a herd of elephants. I had to go back the next night to repair the damage."
"I wasn't trying to make it sound romantic." I heaved a sigh. "I was explaining how I knew that you liked plants."
"They probably understood when you said, 'He likes plants.'" Jack's gaze drifted to Cristian. "At least some of them.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“On the leaves, raindrops sparkle like jewels, while the ground releases that fragrance, the scent of wet earth, invigorating and earthy.”
― David Passarelli, Mountain poems: Musings on stone, forest, and snow