O that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; ...therefore my words have been rash. For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Never be rash with your mouth, nor let your heart be quick to utter a word before God, for God is in heaven, and you upon earth; t...herefore let your words be few.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
An isolated outbreak of virginity ... is a rash on the face of society. It arouses only pity from the married, and embarrassment f...rom the single.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Every one of my friends had a bad day somewhere in her history she wished she could forget but couldn't. A very bad mother day cha...nges you forever. Those were the hardest stories to tell. . . . "I could still see the red imprint of his little bum when I changed his diaper that night. I stared at my hand, as if they were alien parts of myself . . . as if they had betrayed me. From that day on, I never hit him again."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There was the murdered corpse, in covert laid, And violent death in thousand shapes displayed;... The city to the soldier's rage resigned; Successless wars, and poverty behind; Ships burnt in fight, or forced on rocky shores, And the rash hunter strangled by the boars; The newborn babe by nurses overlaid; And the cook caught within the raging fire he made.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My friend let loose, and sneezed. The air carefully gathered itself together again, after being locally at odds with prevailing cl...imate and momentarily boycotting the trade winds. The germs were assimilated, like immigrant Jews within the overall commercial prosperity of uniform America. My friend, who had recoiled, was now well distributed in equal blocks of masses behind the reformed nose, whose recent adventure was put aside with even temper as but the sowing of wild oats. The nose, to compensate for its rash act, became a model of decorum, and was elevated as a moral precept: seen, but not heard.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Like many other women, I could not understand why every man who changed a diaper has felt impelled, in recent years, to write a bo...ok about it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »