Quotes About Fair

I do mourn my characters. I wrote an essay once where I was sure that far back in a marsh there was a hummock - a little hill of hardwoods - and an old farm house, where all the heroines in my novels lived together with all my beloved dead dogs. I've discussed this with my therapist, naturally. He says it's okay in fair amounts.

Illinois is large, but we do not always receive our fair share of federal resources because our leadership is often divided. When we all row together, good things happen.

The Commander was a complete contrast to his men: Roman to his arrogant finger-tips, wiry and dark as they were raw-boned and fair. The olive-skinned face under the curve of his crested helmet had not a soft line in it anywhere - a harsh face it would have been, but that it was winged with laughter lines, and between his level black brows showed a small raised scar that marked him for one who had passed the Raven Degree of Mithras.

A fool there was and he made his prayer(Even as you and I!)To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair(We called her the woman who did not care)But the fool he called her his lady fair—(Even as you and I!)

Fight fair, fight dirty, don't fight at all, do whatever it takes to achieve and accomplish justice in any situation, any circumstance, but remember never use more force than necessary.

The first passion of Jesus was the kingdom of God, namely, to incarnate the justice of God by demanding for all a fair share of a world belonging to and ruled by the covenantal God of Israel

Envoi we had no voice we had no name we had no choice we had one face one face the same we took the blame it was no fair but now w're here we're all here too the same as you and now we follow you, we find you now, we call to you to you too wit too woo too wit too woo too woo (The Maids sprout feathers, and fly away as owls.)

Time's stern tide, with cold Oblivion's wave, Shall soon dissolve each fair, each fading charm.

Heaven had cast down upon this stone floor an abandoned angel, of auburn curls and perfectly formed limbs, of fair and mysterious face.

Is there something I can help with?" "No," Kat said petulantly. "You're a man and I hate all of you right now." He took two steps back. "Fair enough. Since my presence is obviously causing you pain, I'll take my manhood outside to the terrace, where you can join me if you can overlook my obvious birth defect.

And one bite, and I'm their slave?" – Sundown "Exactly." – Sin "And who thought this would be a good idea?" – Sundown "Don't get me started. There are idiots in all pantheons. Some days, I think the Sumerians had more than their fair share, and I only hope the idiocy is congenital and not something contracted later in life. Otherwise, I'm even more screwed." – Sin

The common problem, yours, mine, everyone's Is ? not to fancy what were fair in life Provided it could be ? but, finding first What may be, then find how to make it fair Up to our means.

God is a creed outworn, Ill-wrought from a mirage fair, And life is an image pale That faces a sunless morn.

Lincoln's stature and strength, his intelligence and ambition - in short, all the elements which gave him popularity among men in New Salem, rendered him equally attractive to the fair sex of that village.

Sensitivity to dopamine also declines because dopamine receptors, anticipating high levels, have down-regulated. This may explain Goethe's famous remark, 'Nothing is harder to bear than a succession of fair days.

The rules of fair play do not apply in love and war.

A poet flanked them on either side-one dark, one fair and blood-smeared-and a Fool rode on a pony between.

No mortal lights illuminated the scene: not even a few candles flickering dimly in the windows of the White Tower. There was only the ethereal moonlit glow surrounding the court of the Daoine Sidhe, who waited on fair steeds like so many ghostly riders on a procession out of Hell.

The devils bowed to one another, one cruel-eyed and smoking, rose petals sizzling under his footsteps, the other white and fair and wearing a crown of dancing shadows on his brow.

She had taken to herself her mother's fair beauty and as much—and no more—of her father's intelligence as it was desirable that a pretty child should have, and to them some good fairy had added something else, the best of all gifts, the power of enjoyment, not just animal enjoyment of good health and good spirits but that authentic love of life that sees good days.

God?" said Kate, revolted. "You don't look like any god to me, Christopher Heron! You look like a piece of gilded gingerbread, that's what you look like, one of those cakes they sell at a fair!

It's) a fair exchange. You're giving me attention. That's a form of affection, you know.

The priceless copy of Magna Carta on display in the British pavilion was supposed to go home when the fair closed on October 1. After high-level discussion, however, officials thought it would be safer to let it stay in the United States.*

First, parents are not intermediaries between God and children. Secondly, all children are to come to God's truth as individual moral agents independent of, and if necessary, even in conflict with the views of their parents. Finally, even if children are expected to disobey erring parents, they are simultaneously reminded to care for and be fair to them.