Better To Be Unlucky:
Agnes Martin:
Happiness is being on the beam with life - to feel the pull of life.
Martin Buxbaum:
Some people, no matter how old they get, never lose their beauty - they merely move it from their faces into their hearts.
I many times thought peace had come:
I many times thought peace had come,
When peace was far away;
As wrecked men deem they sight the land
At centre of the sea,
And struggle slacker, but to prove, 5
As hopelessly as I,
How many the fictitious shores
Before the harbor lie.
John Harrigan:
People need your love the most when they appear to deserve it the least.
Geyser:
A natural spring that sends hot water and steam suddenly into the air from a hole in the ground.
It exploded as he hit the water, sending a geyser of water and blood into the air.
That geyser dominated the bathroom like a ferocious monster.
he bullets sent up muddy geysers from the paddy water as they raged toward the group.
The lake is noted for its hot springs, steam jets and geysers.
Persian: آبفشان
Freeway Chase Ends at Newsstand:
Heart not so heavy as mine:
Cane:
A long thin stick with a curved handle that you can use to help you walk.
He was walking slowly with a cane.
Persian: عصا
Francois VI:
A true friend is the most precious of all possessions and the one we take the least thought about acquiring.
Jerry Decided To Buy a Gun:
Chanakya:
The world's biggest power is the youth and beauty of a woman.
Marcus Tullius Cicero:
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Driver Loses Mabel, Finds Jail:
Undue significance a starving man attaches:
Undue significance a starving man attaches
To food
Far off; he sighs, and therefore hopeless,
And therefore good.
Partaken, it relieves indeed, but proves us 5
That spices fly
In the receipt. It was the distance
Was savory.
Scalding:
Extremely hot.
A cup of scalding hot tea.
Scalding tears poured down her face.
Persian: سوزان
A Life-Saving Cow:
Man Injured at Fast Food Place:
The body grows outside:
The body grows outside,—
The more convenient way,—
That if the spirit like to hide,
Its temple stands alway
Ajar, secure, inviting; 5
It never did betray
The soul that asked its shelter
In timid honesty
Song to Celia:
Amoretti:
Happy ye leaves when as those lily hands,
Which hold my life in their dead-doing might,
Shall handle you and hold in love's soft bands,
Like captives trembling at the victor's sight.
And happy lines, on which with starry light,
Those lamping eyes will deign sometimes to look
And read the sorrows of my dying sprite,
Written with tears in heart's close-bleeding book.
And happy rhymes bath'd in the sacred brook,
Of Helicon whence she derived is,
When ye behold that Angel's blessed look,
My soul's long-lacked food, my heaven's bliss.
Leaves, lines, and rhymes, seek her to please alone,
Whom if ye please, I care for other none.
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Sara Went Shopping:
George Marek:
There's nothing like a little rain to bring people together.
Peruse:
To read something, especially in a careful way.
She leant forward to peruse the document more closely.
He sent a copy of the report to the manager of his persual.
Persian: به دقت خواندن
Remorse is memory awake:
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Thomas Dewar:
Love is an ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.
Aesop's Fables:
The Fox and the Goat:
By an unlucky chance a Fox fell into a deep well from which he could not get out. A Goat passed by shortly afterwards, and asked the Fox what he was doing down there. ‘Oh, have you not heard?’ said the Fox; ‘there is going to be a great
drought, so I jumped down here in order to be sure to have water by me. Why don’t you come down too?’ The Goat thought well of this advice, and jumped down into the well. But the Fox immediately jumped on her back, and by putting
his foot on her long horns managed to jump up to the edge of the well. ‘Good-bye, friend,’ said the Fox, ‘remember next time,
‘Never trust the advice of a man in difficulties.’
The Old Woman and the Wine-Jar:
You must know that sometimes old women like a glass of wine. One of this sort once found a Wine-jar lying in the road, and eagerly went up to it hoping to find it full. But when she took it up she found that all the wine had been drunk out of it. Still she took a long sniff at the mouth of the Jar. ‘Ah,’ she cried,
‘What memories cling ‘round the instruments of our pleasure.’
Mine enemy is growing old:
Mine enemy is growing old,—
I have at last revenge.
The palate of the hate departs;
If any would avenge,—
Let him be quick, the viand flits, 5
It is a faded meat.
Anger as soon as fed is dead;
’t is starving makes it fat.