If malice or envy were tangible and had a shape, it would be the shape of a boomerang.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Hence it is that the shape of something is especially meaningful.
I would happily help to turn the stone being thrown at me into a boomerang.
Malice is of a low stature, but it hath very long arms.
I have been a multitude of shapes, Before I assumed a consistent form.
We become what we behold. We shape our tools and then our tools shape us.
Man must shape his tools lest they shape him.
There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.
The way glass can be molded or blown or cut into any kind of shape made me think about how we as people - our characters or souls - can be shaped or changed by outside influences.
Envy, like the worm, never runs but to the fairest fruit; like a cunning bloodhound, it singles out the fattest deer in the flock.
We tolerate shapes in human beings that would horrify us if we saw them in a horse.