Justice divine Mends not her slowest pace for prayers or cries.
The more money spent by government to address social injustice the greater the cries of social injustice.
This thing called love, it cries like a baby in a cradle all night. It swings, it jives, it shakes all over like a jelly fish. I kinda like it.
Cries for help are frequently inaudible.
Lay on, McDuff, and be damned he who first cries, 'Hold, enough!
The land of litigation, the courts are like game shows. Take what's behind the curtain the jury cries.
The culture of comfort, which makes us think only of ourselves, makes us insensitive to the cries of other people.
Pain is joy when it cries, it's my smile in disguise.
Thousands of animals (now billions) are butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. It cries vengeance upon all the human race.
I have a strict policy that nobody cries alone in my presence.
When a stargirl cries, she sheds not tears but light.
E have men sold to build churches, women sold to support the gospel, and babes sold to purchase Bibles for the poor heathen, all for the glory of God and the good of souls. The slave auctioneer's bell and the church-going bell chime in with each other, and the bitter cries of the heart-broken slave are drowned in the religious shouts of his pious master. Revivals of religion and revivals in the slave trade go hand in hand.
If you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds, and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you?
He that first cries out stop thief, is often he that has stolen the treasure.
Despite serious reservations, I had to forgive Finnick for his role in the conspiracy that landed me here. He, at least has some idea of what I'm going through. And it takes too much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.
She feels and she cries. It is to be admired.
Whatever the label on the parties, or the war cries issuing from the demagogues who lead them, the practical choice is between the plutocracy on the one side and a rabble of preposterous impossibilists on the other.
The curiosity of an honorable mind willingly rests there, where the love of truth does not urge it farther onward, and the love of its neighbor bids it stop; in other words, it willingly stops at the point where the interests of truth do not beckon it onward, and charity cries, Halt!
A band that cries together stays together.
Irony and pity are two good counselors: one, in smiling, makes life pleasurable; the other, who cries, makes it sacred.
