... in Northern Ireland, if you don't have basic Christianity, rather than merely religion, all you get out of the experience of l...iving is bitterness.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree... In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For generations, a wide range of shooting in Northern Ireland has provided all sections of the population with a pastime which ...... has occupied a great deal of leisure time. Unlike many other countries, the outstanding characteristic of the sport has been that it was not confined to any one class.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the sea...t of the scornful. But his delight is in the law of the Lord; and in his law doth he meditate day and night. And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The type of fig leaf which each culture employs to cover its social taboos offers a twofold description of its morality. It reveal...s that certain unacknowledged behavior exists and it suggests the form that such behavior takes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
New Yorkers speak more quickly and shift topics more rapidly. We all know that. But the way it's done is fascinating. At least it ...fascinated me when I first moved to New York. Someone has the floor and talks. As soon as I know what they are going to say, I can jump in, finish the sentence to show I understand, and take off into my own turn. The northern California I know isn't like that. Someone talks, and I lie back and listen and let them roll for a while. When they're done, there'll be a pause that will flash like a green light to announce that someone else can have the floor.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This is the shape of the tree, And the flower and the leaf, and the three pale beautiful pilgrims:... This is what you are to me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Sophocles long ago Heard it on the Aegaean, and it brought... Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow Of human misery; we Find also in the sound a thought, Hearing it by this distant northern sea.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »