Ian Anderson

A Quote by Ian on questions

Question all as to their ways
and learn the secrets that they hold

Ian Anderson

Source: Cup of Wonder

Contributed by: ingebrita

A Quote by Ian on stage

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Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real and in the present tense?  Or that everybody's on the stage, and it seems like you're the only person sitting in the audience?

Ian Anderson

Source: Skating Away (On the Thin Ice of a New Day)

Contributed by: ingebrita

A Quote by Ian on nature

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Walk the lines of nature's palm crossed with silver and with gold.

Ian Anderson

Source: Cup of Wonder

Contributed by: ingebrita

A Quote by Ian on life

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Life's a long song
But the tune ends too soon for us all

Ian Anderson

Source: Life Is a Long Song

Contributed by: ingebrita

A Quote by Ian on circle

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And as you cross the circle line
The ice-wall creaks behind
You're a rabbit on the run
And the silver splinters fly
In the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun

Ian Anderson

Source: Skating Away (On the Thin Ice of a New Day)

Contributed by: ingebrita

A Quote by Ian on loving life

Jack do you never sleep? Does the dream still run deep in your heart? Will these motorways and power-lines keep us apart? Well, I don't think so... I saw some grass growing through the pavement today.

Ian Anderson

Source: Jethro Tull, Songs from the Wood, Jack in the Green

Contributed by: Gumby

A Quote by Ian on horses and weather

Bring me a wheel of oaken wood A rein of polished leather A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky Brewing heavy weather.

Ian Anderson

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ian on day and time

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Another tea-time, another day older.

Ian Anderson

Source: One Brown Mouse

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ian on children, dance, and fatherhood

Come with me to the Winged Isle- Northern father's Western child Where the Dance of Ages is playing still through far marches of Acres Wild.

Ian Anderson

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ian on direction, goodwill, and songs

Give us Direction; the best of goodwill; Put us in touch with fair winds. Sing to us softly, hum the evening's song- Tell us what the blacksmith has done for you.

Ian Anderson

Source: Weathercock

Contributed by: Zaady

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