I N take thee M to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in s...ickness and in health, to love, cherish, and to obey, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Brown: Gentlemen, I am the bearer of joyful tidings. We leave this charming paradise tomorrow. Quincannon: Paradise! It's the... devil's own backyard. Sanders: Don't jest Quincannon. You know what this place really is. Quincannon: I do. And I can tell you in fifty words and every one of them forbidden. Sanders: If you'd read your Bible instead of hanging around canteens and native quarters all your life, you'd know that Mesopotamia, this, this very spot you're standing on this very minute is the, the actual Garden of Eden. Quincannon: The Garden of Eden, the Garden of Eden, how are ya. I tell ya, it'd take no angel with a flamin' sword to drive me out. Sanders: That's blasphemy Quincannon. Quincannon: Blasphemy. Are you aware you're talking to a man who was for ten years an altar boy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as s...omething to be exploited, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death M even death on a cross.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am greatly pleased with your account of Fanny; I found her in the summer just as you describe, almost another sister, M& ... />could not have supposed that a niece would ever have been so much to me. She is quite after one's own heart.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Sunday morning may be cheery enough, with its extra cup of coffee and litter of Sunday newspapers, but there is always hanging ove...r it the ominous threat of 3 P.M., when the sun gets around to the back windows and life stops dead in its tracks.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Everytime I say "sure" when I mean "no," everytime I smile brightly when I'm exploding with rage, every time I imagine my man's ac...hievement is my own, I know the cheerleader never really died. I feel her shaking her ass inside me and I hear her breathless, girlish voice mutter "T-E-A-M, Yea, Team."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »