I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
You still wake up sometimes. You wake up in the dark and hear the screaming of the lambs.
Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn.
It is all right for the lion and the lamb to lie down together if they are both asleep, but if one of them begins to get active, it is dangerous.
To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb.
In the divine Scriptures, there are shallows and there are deeps; shallows where the lamb may wade, and deeps where the elephant may swim.
Civilization is the lamb's skin in which barbarism masquerades.
Envy, my son, wears herself away, and droops like a lamb under the influence of the evil eye.
Shallows where a lamb could wade and depths where an elephant would drown.
An Englishman, being flattered, is a lamb; threatened, a lion.
Lefty Grove could throw a lamb chop past a wolf.
The wolf always charges the lamb with muddying the stream.
My wife is one of the best wimin on this Continent, altho' she isn't always gentle as a lamb with mint sauce.
Do I believe in arbitration? I do. But not in arbitration between the lion and the lamb, in which the lamb is in the morning found inside the lion
As far as a nuclear weapons-free zone, you know, when the lion lies down with the lamb, and you don't need a new lamb every day to satisfy the lion, then we might have this kind of transformation in the Middle East.
Remember that God under the Law ordained a Lamb to be offered up to Him every Morning and Evening.
I was the youngest. The yule lamb. The one who always got away without doing the washing up. My sister was four years older, and my brother six years.
You're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling?
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