“I know of a world that is sunk in shame, Where hearts oft faint and tire; But I know of a Name, a precious Name, That can set that world on fire: Its sound is sweet, its letters flame. I know of a Name, a precious Name, 'Tis Jesus.” KnowsWorldHeartJesusNamesSoundFireSweetLettersShameFlamesTire Author:J. Chapman
“A giant as we hoped, in truth, a dwarf; A barrel of slop that shines on Lethe's wharf', Which at first seemed a vessel with sweet wine For thirsty lips. So down the swift decline You went through sloven spirit, craven heart And cynic indolence. And here the art Of molding clay has caught you for the nonce And made your shame our shame ~ Your head in bronze!” FirstsHeartArtMadeSpiritAtheismSweetShameWineShiningLipsCaughtGiantsDeclineClayVesselBarrelsThirstyDwarfsIndolenceCynicDwarvesBronzeShine OnMoldingLetheSweet Wine Author:Edgar Lee Masters
“I always have looked at "indie" as a term of "independence." Never associated a sonic gesture with that in the same way that pop music has always meant "popular" to me it didn't define a sound. And I think now that has been the context for things. If something is indie, it almost has this sonic association with it, or pop has become this term of shame almost, like, bubblegum sweet pop.” IfsThinkingWayHas BeensSoundTermSweetShameIndependencePopsAssociationGesturesPop Music Author:Solange Knowles
“The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair; A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.” HandsGrowthWhiteSweetFlowerHairPrideDespairRedThirdsBreathsShameRoseTheeColourTheftThornsBudLiliesRobberyBlushingVengeful Book:The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems Source: The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems
“There are no words and there is no singing, but the music has a voice. It is an old voice and a deep voice, like the stump of a sweet cigar or a shoe with a hole. It is a voice that has lived and lives, with sorrow and shame, ecstasy and bliss, joy and pain, redemption and damnation. It is a voice with love and without love. I like the voice, and though I can't talk to it, I like the way it talks to me. It says it is all the same, Young Man. Take it and let it be.” MenWayI CanPainYoungJoyVoiceSweetSorrowSingingShameShoesHolesRedemptionBlissYoung ManEcstasyWithout LoveTalk To MeCigarDamnationStumpsJoy And Pain Book:A Million Little Pieces Source: A Million Little Pieces
“I believe in humanity - not just you or Mother, but all mankind. Do I sound like a preacher or a cheap politician making a pretty speech? This is not what I intend to do... I believe in life, that it is sweet and that, for all its occasional bitterness, we-man, that is-are headed toward something better - fulfillment. There is much shame, however, and so much hypocrisy around us and these inhibit our fulfillment as human beings.” MenBelieveHumansMotherHumanityI BelieveSoundHuman BeingsMankindSweetPoliticianSpeechShameI Believe InFulfillmentHypocrisyBitternessPreacherOccasionalSomething Better Author:F. Sionil José
“Mine would be, "We will stand together, he and I. One in victory, one in shame. Only then can I truly own the power of Halla. How sweet the moment of revelation will be, when he learns that he handed it to me." -SD the Pilgrims of Rayne” MomentsWould BeTogetherMinesSweetVictoryShameRevelationsPilgrim Author:D. J. MacHale