There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and who feasted sumptuously every day. And at his gate lay a poor ma...n named Lazarus, covered with sores, who longed to satisfy his hunger with what fell from the rich man's table; even the dogs would come and lick his sores. The poor man died and was carried away by the angels to be with Abraham.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
With two sons born eighteen months apart, I operated mainly on automatic pilot through the ceaseless activity of their early child...hood. I remember opening the refrigerator late one night and finding a roll of aluminum foil next to a pair of small red tennies. Certain that I was responsible for the refrigerated shoes, I quickly closed the door and ran upstairs to make sure I had put the babies in their cribs instead of the linen closet.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Gold and silver are but merchandise, as well as cloth or linen; and that nation that buys the least, and sells the most, must alwa...ys have the most money.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Then, since that I may know, As liberally as to a midwife, show... Thyself: cast all, yea, this white linen hence, Here is no penance, much less innocence. To teach thee, I am naked first; why than, What needst thou have more covering than a man.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The incessant repetition of the same hand-work dwarfs the man, robs him of his strength, wit, and versatility, to make a pin- poli...sher, and buckle-maker, or any other specialty; and presently, in a change of industry, whole towns are sacrificed like ant-hills, when cotton takes the place of linen, or railways of turnpikes, or when commons are inclosed by landlords.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It would never occur to anyone at Gourmet to take the kind of sleek, witty food photographs I associate with the Life "Great Dinne...rs" series, or the crammed, decadent pictures the women's magazines specialize in. Gourmet gives you a full-page color picture of an incredibly serious rack of lamb persille sitting on a somber Blue Canton platter by Mottahedeh Historic Charleston Reproductions sitting on a stiff eighteenth-century English mahogany table from Charles Deacon & son--and it's no wonder I never cook anything from this magazine: the pictures are so reverent I almost feel I ought to pray to them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This is my decree. The bodies of those who died well and bravely by my side shall be delivered to the City of the Dead. Fine linen... and armor shall be their burial garments. They shall rest in tombs of stone, and, for their comfort in the second life, they shall have ample treasure. To each man, three measures of gold and nine measures of silver; one vessel each of onyx and alabaster; food and wine in plenty. All this and all honor shall each man enjoy in the second life. There we shall meet again, to stand side by side and serve. 'Til then, farewell. The gods of Egypt have spoken.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Always polite, fastidiously dressed in a linen duster and mask, he used to leave behind facetious rhymes signed "Black Bart, Po--8...," in mail and express boxes after he had finished rifling them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He packs wool sheared in April, honey in combs, linen, leather... tanned from deerhide, and vinegar in a barrel hooped by hand at the forge's fire.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When the weather is bad as it was yesterday, everybody, almost everybody, feels cross and gloomy. Our thin linen tents--about like... a fish seine, the deep mud, the irregular mails, the never to-be-seen paymasters, and "the rest of mankind," are growled about in "old-soldier" style. But a fine day like today has turned out brightens and cheers us all. We people in camp are merely big children, wayward and changeable.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »