“God has power to create, or destroy, make, or unmake at his pleasure, to give life, or send death, to judge all, and to be judged nor accountable to none: to raise low things, and to make high things low at his pleasure, and to God are both soul and body due. And the like power have Kings; they make and unmake their subjects: they have power of raising, and casting down: of life, and of death: judges over all their subjects, and in all causes, and yet accountable to none but God only.” GivingSoulBodyCausesPleasureSubjectsJudgingKingsLowsRaisesDuesJudgedCastingSoul And Body Author:King James I
“I think Robert F. Kennedy really, finally, cared; he realized that all of the rhetoric had to be put down into some form of action. That's perhaps the reason they killed him. They don't care what you say, you can say as much as you want to, provided you don't do anything. If you start to do something and your shuffling raises too much dust, they will disestablish you. That's what happened to Martin Luther King.” IfsThinkingWantReasonCareActionFormToo MuchHappenedKingsRaisesDon't CareDustRhetoricLutherShufflingRobert F Kennedy Author:Marlon Brando
“Heaven and earth, all the emperors, kings, and princes of the world, could not raise a fit dwelling-place for God; yet, in a weak human soul, that keeps His Word, He willingly resides.” WorldHumansSoulEarthHeavenKingsFitWeakRaisesHuman SoulDwellingEmperorHeaven And EarthDwelling PlaceKings And Princes Book:The Table Talk of Martin Luther Source: The Table Talk of Martin Luther
“Dr. [Martin Luther] King led a very historic march here in Washington, D.C. It was a march for jobs and freedom. It was a march to raise expectations that this country could live up to its ideals. I have watched this debate, this conversation [betwin Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump] about bigotry, about racism, I find it all misplaced.” CountryJobsTrumpKingsConversationRacismExpectationsIdealsRaisesClintonDebateMarchBigotryDrsHistoricLutherMisplacedDr Martin Luther King Author:Donna Brazile
“When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower of mercy. When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song. When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest. When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner, break open the door, my king, and come with the ceremony of a king. When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one, thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.” MindHeartHardLightDesireSongLostSidesSilenceLordBreakGraceDoorsKingsHolyMercyRaisesCornersDustDelusionShut UpShowersThunderCeremony Book:கீதாஞ்சலி: Kītāñcali Source: கீதாஞ்சலி: Kītāñcali