“Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!”

Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.

Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.

With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down

He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.

Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry, A fleet of ships is the fairest thing On the face of the black earth, but I say It’s what one loves.

How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.

Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.

Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.

Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.

The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.

Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.

The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.

From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.

People will be able to raise their concerns: what are local officers doing about the drug dealing in the local park? What’s happening about the pub where all the trouble is? And the police will have to respond.

They’re just regular people who live in small towns. They grow up and try to raise families and have a job and go to church and play softball. It’s that way everywhere.

I was raising the question on the side with Governor Mullins of what would happen if the Treasury sold a little gold in this market.

My mother’s sister was killed in a trolley car accident, so I was raised as one of eight with my sister and six male cousins.

Anything that we can do to raise personal savings is very much in the interest of this country.

A profound conviction raises a man above the feeling of ridicule.

Really, I didn’t know my dad very well. He and my mother split up after the war. I was raised by my maternal grandmother and grandfather, and by my mother.

In our society leaving baby with Daddy is just one step above leaving the kids to be raised by wolves or apes.