Do work that matters. Vale la pena
If you recognize anyone it does not mean that you like him.We all for instance recognize the honourable Member for Ebbw Vale.
Before the gods that made the gods Had seen their sunrise pass The White Horse of the White Horse Vale Was cut out of the grass.
The tender heart the broken and contrite spirit are to me far above all the joys that I could ever hope for in this vale of tears.
If after I depart this vale you ever remember me and have thought to please my ghost forgive some sinner and wink your eye at some homely girl.
If we have been brought up with the idea that life is for suffering and sacrifice then of course we would seek death to escape this 'vale of tears'.
Brother hello and good-bye. Frater ave atque vale
God promises to make the vale of trouble a door of hope
Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenour of their way.
LEGACY n. A gift from one who is legging it out of this vale of tears.
Life is a vale of tears in which there are moments you just can't stop giggling.
Through the sequester'd vale of rural life The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.
Some say the world is a vale of tears I say it is a place of soul-making.
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
Call the world if you please "the vale of soul-making." Then you will find out the use of the world.
We live in a vale of tears...We can have all the dreams we like but life is hard implacable sad.
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
Sweetest Echo sweetest nymph that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green And in the violet-embroidered vale.
Turn gentle Hermit of the Dale And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray.
Beyond this vale of tears there is a life above. unmeasured by the flight of years; and all that life is love.
What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?
The meanest flowret of the vale / The simplest note that swells the gale / The common sun the air and skies / To him are opening paradise.
In the valley of suffering despair and bitterness are brewed. But there also character is made. The valley of suffering is the vale of soul-making.
Many species reciprocate but only humans gossip and much of what we gossip about is the vale of other people as partners for reciprocal relationships.
Ere in the northern gale The summer tresses of the trees are gone The woods of Autumn all around our vale Have put their glory on.
Un momento con una donna capricciosa vale undici anni di vita noiosa. A single moment with a fiery female is worth eleven years of a boring life.
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Atque in pepetuum frater ave atque vale â? he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever my brother hail and farewell.
If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare One cordial in this melancholy vale 'T is when a youthful loving modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale
Happy the life that in a peaceful stream Obscure unnoticed through the vale has flow'd; The heart that ne'er was charm'd by fortune's gleam Is ever sweet contentment's blest abode.
Court-virtues bear like gems the highest rate Born where Heav'n influence scarce can penetrate. In life's low vale the soil the virtues like They please as beauties here as wonders strike.
The innocence of such children doesn't answer our deepest questions about this vale of tears to which we are condemned but it helps to dispel them. That is the secret to family life.
The moon is always female and so am I although often in the vale of razorblades I have wished I could put on and take off my sex like a dress and why not?
As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm - Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
There is no Christian duty that is not to be seasoned and set off with cheerishness which in a thousand outward and intermitting crosses may yet be done well as in this vale of tears.
Oh sweet thy current by town and by tower The green sunny vale and the dark linden bower; Thy waves as they dimple smile back on the plain And Rhine ancient river thou'rt German again!