Through hard work and education, we can deliver a strong economy and opportunity for all.
A mysterious fraternity born out of smoke and danger of death.
Let me into the darkness again.
Tell her this And more,— That the king of the seas Weeps too, old, helpless man. The bustling fates Heap his hands with corpses Until he stands like a child With surplus of toys.
The man had arrived at that stage of drunkenness where affection is felt for the universe.
A very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honour of Rum Alley. He was throwing stones at howling urchins from Devil's Row, who were circling madly about the heap and pelting him. His infantile countenance was livid with the fury of battle. His small body was writhing in the delivery of oaths.
In the swirling rain that came at dusk the broad avenue glistened with that deep bluish tint which is so widely condemned when it is put into pictures.
We now have an opportunity, though, to do something we didn't do in the industrial age, and that is to get a leg up on this, to bring the public in quickly, to have an informed debate.
History, when they do it, is ancient history, and they sensationalize even that. Contemporary history is virtually ignored on television.
Guilt lies in the past, worry lies in the future.
The news media's silence, particularly television news, is reprehensible.