Like vinegar on a wound is one who sings songs to a heavy heart. Like a moth in clothing or a worm in wood, sorrow gnaws at the hu...man heart.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come, and the years draw near when you will say, "I ha...ve no pleasure in them"; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return with the rain; in the day when the guards of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the women who grind cease working because they are few, and those who look through the windows see dimly; when the doors on the street are shut, and the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low; when one is afraid of heights, and terrors are in the road; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along and desire fails; because all must go to their eternal home, and the mourners will go about the streets; before the silver cord is snapped, and the golden bowl is broken, and the pitcher is broken at the fountain, and the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the breath returns to God who gave it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal, but store up ...for yourselves treasures in heaven...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal: but l...ay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: for where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through no...r steal.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I want to go back, out of the bad stories, But there's always the possibility that the next one . . .... No, it's another almond tree, or a ring-swallowing frog . . . Yet they are beautiful as we people them With ourselves.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I teazed him with fanciful apprehensions of unhappiness. A moth having fluttered round the candle, and burnt itself, he laid hold ...of this little incident to admonish me; saying, with a sly look, and in a solemn but quiet tone, "That creature was its own tormentor, and I believe its name was BOSWELL."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »