... most bereaved souls crave nourishment more tangible than prayers: they want a steak. What is more, they need a steak. Preferab...ly they need it rare, grilled, heavily salted, for that way it is most easily digested, and most quickly turned into the glandular whip their tired adrenals cry for.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The blood of Abraham, God's father of the chosen, still flows in the veins of Arab, Jew, and Christian, and too much of it has bee...n spilled in grasping for the inheritance of the revered patriarch in the Middle East. The spilled blood in the Holy Land still cries out to God--an anguished cry for peace.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Right as the humour of melancholy Causeth full many a man in sleep to cry... For fear of blacke bears, or bulles black, Or elles blacke devils will them take.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is with unfathomable love, pure joy and no regret that we leave this world. Men, do not cry for our fate, but cry for your own.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Who can think of the sun costuming clouds When all people are shaken... Or of night endazzled, proud, When people awaken And cry and cry for help?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Fair Liberty was all his cry; For her he stood prepared to die;... For her he boldly stood alone; For her he oft exposed his own.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Ebb, ocean of life, (the flow will return,) Cease not your moaning you fierce old mother,... Endlessly cry for your castaways, but fear not, deny not me, Rustle not up so hoarse and angry against my feet as I touch you or gather from you. I mean tenderly by you and all, I gather for myself and for this phantom looking down where we lead, and following me and mine.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »