Necessary, forever necessary, to burn out false shames and smelt the heaviest ore of the body into purity.
Necessary, forever necessary, to burn out false shames and smelt the heaviest ore of the body into purity.
It is quite time that our children were taught a little more about their country, for shame's sake.
Count up the results of 50 years of human rights mechanisms, 30 years of multibillion-dollar development programs and endless high-level rhetoric, and the global impact is quite underwhelming, ... This is a failure of implementation on a scale which shames us all.
When we go out with the idea that we are going to fix somebody, then it communicates to them that they are inferior and it shames them.
I think that policy of imposing ruthless sanctions on the primary victims which are the old, the poor and the very young is an immoral policy and it shames us as a great nation and a great people,
If you did wed my sister for her wealth,
Then for her wealth's sake use her with more kindness;
Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth;
Muffle your false love with some show of blindness;
Let not my sister read it in your eye;
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator;
Look sweet, speak fair, become disloyalty;
Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger;
Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted;
Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint;
Be secret-false.
The dominant and most deep-dyed trait of the journalist is his timorousness. Where the novelist fearlessly plunges into the water of self-exposure, the journalist stands trembling on the shore in his beach robe. The journalist confines himself to the clean, gentlemanly work of exposing the grieves and shames of others.
But if you ever come to a road where danger Or guilt or anguish or shame's to share. Be good to the lad who loves you true, And the soul that was born to die for you And whistle and I'll be there.
Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee
So far from home into my deeds to pry,
To find out shames and idle hours in me,
The scope and tenure of thy jealousy?
I would be friends with you, and have your love,
Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with,
Supply your present wants, and take no doit
Of usance for my moneys, and you'll not hear me.
We need not worry so much about what man descends from - it's what he descends to that shames the human race.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories