They can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar.
They can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar.
I knew there was an old axe down cellar; that is all I knew.
Whatever is dirty, it is women's job to clean up, or drive some man to clean up, and that goes for everything from cellar to senate.
Letters are like wine; if they are sound they ripen with keeping. A man should lay down letters as he does a cellar of wine.
When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.
When I first came down stairs, for two or three minutes I went down cellar to the water closet.
As against having beautiful workshops, studios, etc., one writes best in a cellar on a rainy day.
The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by
th' seaside, where my wine is hid.
Make no mistake the American Revolution was not fought to obtain freedom, but to preserve the liberties that Americans already had as colonials. Independence was no conscious goal, secretly nurtured in cellar or jungle by bearded conspirators, but a reluctant last resort, to preserve 'life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.'
We want Cellar Roots to be here another 35 years and to still fulfill our basic mission yet adapt to changes.
Born in a cellar... and living in a garret.
Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn't there. Theologians can persuade themselves of anything.
To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.
It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything.
Can anyone remember love? It's like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume.
Truth lives in the cellar error on the doorstep.
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