The Secret Island Had Looked Mysterious Enough On The Night They Had Seen It Before - But Now, Swimming In The Hot June Haze, It Seemed More Enchanting Than Ever. As They Drew Near To It, And Saw The Willow Trees That Bent Over The Water-edge And Heard The Sharp Call Of Moorhens That Scuttled Off, The Children Gazed In Delight. Nothing But Trees And Birds And Little Wild Animals. Oh, What A Secret Island, All For Their Very Own, To Live On And Play On.
Cats Have Intercepted My Footsteps At The Ankle For So Long That My Gait, Both At Home And On Tour, Has Been Compared To That Of A Man Wading Through Low Surf.
I Am Not A Conservative — Neo Or Paleo. Conservatism Is A Respectable Outlook... I Just Do Not Happen To Be That Animal.
I Used To Think I Was Ugly. I Thought I Looked Like A Camel. A Person Who Doesn't Love Themselves, They Will See Anything That Pops Up On Their Face. I've Seen Squirrels, I've Seen A Bird, And I've Seen All Kinds Of Animals On My Face. But That Is The Result Of Self-hate. I've Learned To Say: 'you Know What? I Am A Beautiful Black Woman'.
The Essence Of Theosophy Is The Perfect Harmonizing Of The Divine With The Human In Man, The Adjustment Of His God-like Qualities And Aspirations, And Their Sway Over The Terrestrial Or Animal Passions In Him. Kindness, Absence Of Every Ill Feeling Or Selfishness, Charity, Goodwill To All Beings, And Perfect Justice To Others As To Oneself, Are Its Chief Features. He Who Teaches Theosophy Preaches The Gospel Of Goodwill; And The Converse Of This Is True Also — He Who Preaches The Gospel Of Goodwill, Teaches Theosophy.
Onscreen, Babies And Animals Are My Inspiration. They're So Alive And There And Not Messed Up In The Head The Way I Am.
Little Fly, Thy Summer's Play My Thoughtless Hand Has Brushed Away. Am Not I A Fly Like Thee? Or Art Not Thou A Man Like Me? For I Dance And Drink And Sing, Till Some Blind Hand Shall Brush My Wing!
A Dog Starv'd At The Master's Gate Predicts The Ruin Of The State. A Horse Misus'd Upon The Road Calls To Heaven For Human Blood. Each Outcry Of The Hunted Hare A Fibre From The Brain Does Tear, A Skylark Wounded On The Wing, A Cherubim Does Cease To Sing.
The Appalling Details Of The Campaign Of Intimidation - Which Include Grave-robbing - Show The Depths To Which The Animal Extremists Are Prepared To Stoop.
