All over France, in every city there stand cathedrals like this one, triumphant monuments of the past. They tower over the homes o...f our people like mighty guardians, keeping alive the invincible faith of the Christian. Every arch, every column, every statue is a carved leaf out of our history, a book in stone, glorifying the spirit of France.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Digressions, incontestably, are the sunshine;Mthey are the life, the soul of reading!--take them out of this book, for instance,--...you might as well take the book along with them;Mone cold external winter would reign in every page of it; restore them to the writer;Mhe steps forth like a bridegroom,--bids All-hail; brings in variety, and forbids the appetite to fail.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
After supper she got out her book and learned me about Moses and the Bulrushers; and I was in a sweat to find out all about him; b...ut by and by she let it out that Moses had been dead a considerable long time; so then I didn't care no more about him; because I don't take no stock in dead people.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again. When you go to confession and entrust ...your sins to the safe-keeping of the priest, do you ever come back for them?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A major misunderstanding of child rearing has been the idea that meeting a child's needs is an end in itself, for the purpose of t...he child's mental health. Mothers have not understood that this is but one step in social development, the goal of which is to help a child begin to consider others. As a result, they often have not considered their children but have instead allowed their children's reality to take precedence, out of a fear of damaging them emotionally.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
You do me wrong to take me out o' th' grave: Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound... Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Well, kid, there are more things in this life than you can possibly imagine. I knew a whore once in Wilmington. She had a glass ey...e. She used to take it out and work people off for a dollar.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »