Mrs. Van Daan's grizzling is absolutely unbearable; now she can't any longer drive us crazy over the invasion, she nags us the who...le day long about the bad weather. It really would be nice to dump her in a bucket of cold water and put her up in the loft.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
She was a charming middle-aged lady with a face like a bucket of mud. I gave her a drink. She was a gal who'd take a drink if she ...had to knock me down to get the bottle.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Ice is an interesting subject for contemplation. They told me that they had some in the ice-houses at Fresh Pond five years old wh...ich was as good as ever. Why is it that a bucket of water soon becomes putrid, but frozen remains sweet forever? It is commonly said that this is the difference between the affections and the intellect.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A single monk carries his own bucket of water; two monks carry their bucket of water together; but when there are three monks, the...re is no water at all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Put shortly, these are the two views, then. One, that man is intrinsically good, spoilt by circumstance; and the other that he is ...intrinsically limited, but disciplined by order and tradition to something fairly decent. To the one party man's nature is like a well, to the other like a bucket. The view which regards him like a well, a reservoir full of possibilities, I call the romantic; the one which regards him as a very finite and fixed creature, I call the classical.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
That moss-covered bucket I hailed as a treasure, For often at noon, when returned from the field,... I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And now, far removed from the loved habitation, The tear of regret will intrusively swell,... As fancy reverts to my father's plantation, And sighs for the bucket that hung in the well.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Popeye, forced as you know to flee the country One musty gusty evening, by the schemes of his wizened, duplicate father, jea...lous of the apartment And all that it contains, myself and spinach In particular, heaves bolts of loving thunder At his own astonished becoming...."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My paternal grandmother would not light a fire on the Sabbath and piled all Sunday's washing-up in a bucket, to be dealt with on M...onday morning, because the Sabbath was a day of rest--a practice that made my paternal grandfather, the village atheist, as mad as fire. Nevertheless, he willed five quid to the minister, just to be on the safe side.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »