If thy brother trespass against thee, rebuke him; and if he repent, forgive him. And if he trespass against thee seven times in a ...day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, saying, I repent; thou shalt forgive him.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Play the man, Master Ridley; we shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Ultimate Day really begins the night before, when you sit up until one o'clock trying to get things into trunk and bags. This ...is when you discover the well-known fact that summer air swells articles to twice or three times their original size.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Stay, O sweet, and do not rise; The light that shines comes from thine eyes;... The day breaks not, it is my heart, Because that you and I must part.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This Ennui, for which we Saxons had no name, this word of France has got a terrific significance. It shortens life, and bereaves t...he day of its light.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This could be the day. I could slip anchor and wander... to the end of the jetty uncoil into the waters a vessel of light moonglade ride the freshets to sundownLESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,... And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, "Doth God exact day labor, light denied?" I fondly ask; by Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts; who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed And post o'er land and ocean without rest. They also serve who only stand and wait."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Dark times" is what they call it in Norway when the sun remains below the horizon all day long: the temperature falls slowly but ...surely at such times.--A nice metaphor for all those thinkers for whom the sun of mankind's future has temporarily disappeared.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When you grow up you realize that there isn't really any Santa but the monsters are still around. If only they were big and hairy;... now they're just dark and amorphous, and they're no longer afraid of the light. Sometimes they're the guy who climbs in the window and takes your television. And sometimes they're the guy who walks out the front door with your heart in his hand and never comes back. And sometimes they're the job or the bank or the wife or the boss or just that sort of dark heavy feeling that sits between your shoulder blades like a backpack. There are always terrible things waiting to grab you by the ankle, to pull you under, to get you with their long horrible arms. And you lie in bed and look at the shadows on the ceiling and feel, under the covers, just for a moment, like you're safe. One more day alive.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I no longer fit in with these times. Great changes can come in four years. These socialistic notions of government are not of my d...ay. When I was in office, tax reduction, debt reduction, tariff stability and economy were the things to which I gave attention. We succeeded on those lines.... These new ideas call for new men to develop them.... We cannot put everything up to the Government without overburdening it. I have recently been told that I am one of the millions of Americans who will be afflicted with Alzheimer's Disease.... I now begin the journey that will lead me into the sunset of my life. I know that for America there will always be a bright dawn ahead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »