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 »
"A sigh for every so many breath, And for every so many sigh a death.... That's what I always tell my wife Is the multiplication table of life."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called "facts." They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain. Who do...es not know fellows that always have an ill-conditioned fact or two that they lead after them into decent company like so many bull-dogs, ready to let them slip at every ingenious suggestion, or convenient generalization, or pleasant fancy? I allow no "facts" at this table.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My particular grief Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature... That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, And it is still itself.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The great King of kings Hath in the table of his law commanded... That thou shalt do no murder. Will you then Spurn at his edict, and fulfill a man's? Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hand To hurl upon their heads that break his law.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A new kind of woman with deep-rooted values is changing the way we live. Market researchers call it "neo-traditionalism." To us it...'s a woman who has found her identity in herself, her home, her family.... She is part of an extraordinary social movement that is profoundly changing the way Americans look at living--and the way products are marketed. The home is again the center of American life, oatmeal is back on the breakfast table, families are vacationing together, watching movies at home, playing Monopoly again. Even the perfume ads are suddenly glorifying commitment.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me; when his lamp shone over my head, and by his lig...ht I walked through darkness; when I was in my prime, when the friendship of God was upon my tent; when the Almighty was still with me, when my children were around me; when my steps were washed with milk, and the rock poured out for me streams of oil! When I went out to the gate of the city, when I took my seat in the square, the young men saw me and withdrew, and the aged rose up and stood...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »