Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.
Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.
The friends that we have lost do not repose in the bosom of the earth, but are buried deep in our hearts, and it has been ordained that we may always be accompanied by them.
Yes; I am a supercargo; pen, ink, and paper are my tools, and without my tools I am fit for nothing.
Hatred is blind, anger is foolhardy, and he who pours out vengeance risks having to drink a bitter draft
Life is very tenacious in these lawyers.
The King! I thought him enough of a philosopher to realize that there is no such thing as murder in politics. You know as well as I do, my dear boy, that in politics there are no people, only ideas; no feelings, only interests. In politics, you don't kill a man, you remove an obstacle, that's all.
Yet man will never be perfect until he learns to create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is half the battle.
He's right: They have to put madmen with madmen.
Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.
The wretched and the miserable should turn to their Savior first, yet they do not hope in Him until all other hope is exhausted.
You who are in power have only the means that money produces - we who are in expectation, have those which devotion prompts.
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