Quotes about sullen (16 Quotes)


    Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining Time will run On smoother, till Favonius re-inspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun. What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise To hear the lute well touched, or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise.




    Everybody sees me as this sullen and insecure little thing. Those are just the sides of me that I feel it's necessary to show because no one else seems to be showing them.





    Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulness, and its power of endurance - the cheerful man will do more in the same time, will do it; better, will preserve it longer, than the sad or sullen.


    This, books can donor this alone they give New views to life, and teach us how to live They soothe the grieved, the stubborn they chastise Fools they admonish, and confirm the wise. Their aid they yield to all they never shun The man of sorrow, nor the wretch undone Unlike the hard, the selfish, and the proud, They fly not sullen from the suppliant crowd Nor tell to various people various things, But show to subjects, what they show to kings.



    Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone; He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!

    I remember standing there on stage in my new Christmas dress, trying not to cry as the church members smiled, nodded and murmured encouragement from the front row. 'Go 'head, baby.' 'Say it now, Luc.' 'Come on now, baby' But I couldn't remember, and to hide my deep humiliation, my embarassment, I became sullen, angry. 'I don' wanna.' And I stood there with my mouth poked out. It was a scandal This fresh young nobody baby standing in front of the Lord in His own house talking about what she don't want I could feel the disapproval pouring over my new dress. Then, like a great tidal wave from the ocean of God, my sanctified mother poured down the Baptist aisle, huge as love, her hand outstretched toward mine. 'Come on, baby,' she smiled, then turned to address the church 'She don't have to do nothing she don't want to do.' And I was at the same time empowered and made free....




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