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I can do nothing without His help. Oh, Lord, what ignorance thinking everything was wealth.
A severe though not unfriendly critic of our institutions said that the cure for admiring the House of Lords was to go and look at it.
Short stories are fiction's R & D department, and failed or less-than-conclusive experiments are not just to be expected but to be hoped for.
Memo to extreme partisans: If you can't bring yourselves to love your enemies, can you at least learn to hate your friends?
When Loughner himself speaks and we find out his real influences are Spiderman, 'Gnome Chomsky,' Taylor Swift, and Dr. Bronner, then what?
@bobbybaird i'm a writer, so are you. we try to compose our thoughts and words for effect as well as sense. vain of us? a bit.
Lord, deliver me from the man who never makes a mistake, and also from the man who makes the same mistake twice.
Prior to my election, young Cherokee girls would never have thought that they might grow up and become chief.
America would be a better place if leaders would do more long-term thinking.
The whole house came up and I came up with it... I was just praying to the Lord to take care of me.
Lord, the money we do spend on Government and it's not one bit better than the government we got for one-third the money twenty years ago.
I felt the Lord telling me just to be patient all year. Whether it happened this year, next, or never, everything was going to be okay.
To so many people, the Lord is in danger of being no more than a patron saint of our systematic theology instead of the Christ Who is our life.
Make sure it is God's trumpet you are blowing- if it is only yours it won't wake the dead, it will simply disturb the neighbours.
Being a mother must be the saddest yet the most hopeful thing in the world, falling into a love that, once started, would never end.
Having grown up in the Middle East, eating beans for breakfast always seemed like a bizarre British eccentricity.
On many occasions, an informal buffet and casual seating offer a little more intimacy than a loud gathering around a big table.
I am sure that in the story of Adam and Eve, the forbidden fruit was a fig and not an apple, pear or anything else.
You don't need a machine to make pasta: a rolling pin and a fast hand can create a smooth, if thick, sheet.
One Indian-inspired favourite of mine is mashed potato mixed with lemon juice, breadcrumbs, coriander and chilli, shaped into patties, fried and served with chutney and yoghurt.
