Erecting the 'wall of separation between church and state'. . . is absolutely essential in a free society.
I believe the only limitations are the ones that we accept. I know that there is, in theory, a glass ceiling. But I don't believe that it's a solid wall. I'm going through it. Nothing's stopping me. Yes, there are these preconceived notions; yes, we have challenges. Let's accept them, let's not be afraid of them, let's break through them.
In our quest for living a pure, focused life that pleases God, we all hit the wall at one time or another. What do we do then? Give up. . . Not an option. I have had times when the road has gotten long. . . Those periods can be very challenging. When they happen, I go to God and ask for His strength for the journey.
My daughter is just as obsessed with playing in my makeup as everyone's daughter is. She paints our walls and herself and clothes and me. So I have to do makeup in 30 seconds or my whole house is covered in my makeup, because she'll just take it and run.
The great thing about having money is that you can actually just get on with your life and not have to think about paying the bills or crouch over The Wall Street Journal or the Financial Times and look at the stock figures and things like that. That bores me rigid.
I would not be a rose upon the wall A queen might stop at, near the palace-door, To say to a courtier, "Pluck that rose for me, It's prettier than the rest. " O Romney Leigh! I'd rather far be trodden by his foot, Than lie in a great queen's bosom.
So far, the only major accomplishment of the Occupy Wall Street (OWS) protesters is that they have finally put an end to their previous initiative, Occupy Our Mothers' Basements.
I never listened to the Grateful Dead as a teen; the only exposure I got was what came through the walls when my sister was listening to them.
I love being down at Occupy Wall Street. The sincerity, the youth involvement, the desire for better, is palpable and moving. There is true caring, sharing, and refreshingly naive hope.
Her mother died at the age of 29, essentially turning her face to the wall and deciding to die. And so we can only imagine the agony she felt. And Eleanor Roosevelt really wanted to make her mother happier, and - and to make her live, you know, make her want to live. And there's something about, you know, when your mother dies, this sense of abandonment. I think Eleanor Roosevelt had a lifelong fear of abandonment and sense of abandonment after her parents' death.
And if I know anything at all, it's that a wall is just a wall and nothing more at all. It can be broken down.
The walls of rude minds are scrawled all over with facts, with thoughts. They shall one day bring a lantern and read the inscriptions.
I turned down the lead role in Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, because that idiot Oliver Stone didn't think the character should play the alto sax.
Hillary Clinton is totally controlled by Wall Street and all these people that gave her millions.
The walls were wet and sticky, and peach juice was dripping from the ceiling. James opened his mouth and caught some of it on his tongue. It tasted delicious.
If Occupy Wall Street can see their way to more collaboration with the union movement, then there will be a great deal of political action possible.
My gaze flew to him once more,noting the cigarette he set down even as he exhaled a long plume of white. "Why are you lying there smoking while I'm chained to a wall?"I demanded. The look he gave me was a mixture of relief and cynicism. "Since it seems you don't remember anything about the past two days,let me assure you,luv-I earned that smoke.
An intelligent, energetic, educated woman cannot be kept in four walls-even satin-lined, diamond-studded walls-without discovering sooner or later that they are still a prison cell.
There were a lot of fences and walls existing in my life, literally and figuratively, and that was really not indicative of the kind of person that I'd always been. So, when I moved back to Seattle, the first thing I said was, "I will never live in fear again. "
To take a few nouns, and a few pronouns, and adverbs and adjectives, and put them together, ball them up, and throw them against the wall to make them bounce. That's what Norman Mailer did. That's what James Baldwin did, and Joan Didion did, and that's what I do - that's what I mean to do.