With a snarling face, fangs and blood red eyes, she had lunged at him and secured her mouth to his throat before he had even had time enough to scream. It had been the most terrifying moment of his life. Only two thoughts had occupied his mind; survi...
The “layman” need never think of his humbler task as being inferior to that of his minister. Let every man abide in the calling wherein he is called and his work will be as sacred as the work of the ministry. It is not what a man does that determ...
What about his style?" asked Dalgliesh who was beginning to think that his reading had been unnecessarily restricted. "Turgid but grammatical. And, in these days, when every illiterate debutante thinks she is a novelist, who am I to quarrel with that...
I grip Colin harder, kissing him longer, unwilling to let him go. This is what I want; this is what I’ve wanted since his damn phone interrupted us this morning, his mouth, his body claiming mine. I’m on fire, every muscle in my body attuned to h...
Miss Stephanie Crawford: There's a maniac lives there and he's dangerous... I was standing in my yard one day when his Mama come out yelling, 'He's killin' us all.' Turned out that Boo was sitting in the living room cutting up the paper for his scrap...
As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool returns to his folly. Proverbs 26: 11
A teacher is someone who ploughs with his tongue to fill his little bowl with rice.
He that parts with his property before his death prepares himself for much suffering.
The baby is not yet born, and yet you say that his nose is like his grandfather's.
If an eel is with fish, he shows his tail; if he is with snakes, he shows his head.
He who does not lose his way by night will not lose his way by day.
The real unlucky one will sprain his thumb when he blows his nose.
Who does not beat his own child will later beat his own breast.
When he mounts his horse he forgets God; when he dismounts, he forgets his horse.
Avoid a friend who covers you with his wings and destroys you with his beak.
The monkey does not see his own hind backside; he sees his neighbor's.
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
The amount of time we spend with Jesus - meditating on His Word and His majesty, seeking His face - establishes our fruitfulness in the kingdom.
Work is not man's punishment. It is his reward and his strength and his pleasure.
Take from a man his freedom or his goods and you may have taken his innocence, almost his humanity, as well.
The right honorable gentleman is indebted to his memory for his jests, and to his imagination for his facts.
