Sentences with phrase «wretches in»

Back in the day, we ink - stained wretches in print media used to call standard pre-packaged images for use in advertising «clip art.»

--(It is) to free a slave, And to feed in the day of hunger An orphan near of kin, Or some poor wretch in misery, And to be of those who believe and exhort one another to perseverance and exhort one another to pity.

The «religious» facade put on by these hypocrites makes me wretch in disgust.

I feel like a two - faced wretch in loony - land trying to play nice and pretending to maintain interest in what goes on around me.

Not exact matches

Consequently at the first company you had CFOs who had run businesses or went on to run businesses, at the latter you had the proverbial ink stained wretch capable of turning out the best damned budget package in the world and still chained to a 10 key.

It's fascinating to see controversy stirred up over an old blog post by NDP MP Alexandre Boulerice in which he called World War I «a purely capitalist war» and lamented how, at the Battle of Vimy Ridge on April 9, 1917, «thousands of poor wretches were slaughtered to take possession of a hill.»

But when I say «Lord have mercy» it is not as a fearful wretch but in confident expectation of his welcome.

She is and she ought to be drowned in baptism... She would deserve, the wretch, to be banished to the filthiest place in the house, to the closets.»

There is obviously no holding back these starving wretches who have simply been awaiting death in some way, whether by famine if the siege continues or by the sword if there is a victorious assault.

«On a Sunday you would be shocked indeed,» she replied, «for then the street is filled with multitudes of the wretches who, released on that day from employment, spend their day in noise and riot.

Please don't feel sorry for me; the balance between concupiscence and holiness is carefully but eloquently held in the Western theological tradition, and as an inheritor of that tradition, I'm really rather joyful — Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me!

People refusing medical treatment because they think they can pray disease away, The demoralizing way religion makes you feel about yourself (I am a wretch, a sinner, a bad person by nature), the religious wars that have been fought for millenia, the self righteous passing laws based on THEIR beliefs (change to the pledge of allegience which now excludes anyone who does not believe in a fairy godfather, the change to the national motto that turned it into the lie «in god we trust», the bigotry that «my religion is the right one and you are wrong so I'll pray for you» kind of crap... don't you realize that it is insulting to me when someone says they will pray for me... its the same as saying I'm going to do something for you but there won't be any effect, so it is just a waste of time.

He protested about the fashion in which those who proclaim the gospel often spend most of their time in stimulating an artificial sense of utter failure and sinfulness, so that then those preachers could declare that after all God still cares for such miserable wretches as he has induced his hearers to think themselves to be.

Creation comes about only through destruction, in a universe and plane of existence of seemingly infinite stretches and constantly redefined understandings, the poor wretch who clings to archaic mans reasoning will find himself continually outclassed, out thought and out performed.

On occasion, baseball fields were laid out more or less side by side where we played, and if the game I was taking part in was not sufficiently interesting, I would turn around and watch another or pass the time with my neighboring exile, a forlorn and uncoordinated wretch who had been banished to the right field of his game.

For what these poor unsuspecting wretches found there amid the din and dimness of the Fabulous Borum was hardly the same game they'd been training for in Beijing and Sydney and Montevideo and all those other hotbeds of roundball.

«Famous Arsenal Fans» (Part One): Exclusive Interview with Wretch 32 Jermaine Scott, better known as Wretch 32, grew up in Tottenham, North London.

If you have a trunk, put things in a trunk, if you have an SUV I know people who have tugs in the back of their SUV's and they put things in there and close them up then they can wretch it down, same with strollers if you have those wretched straps you can strap them down in the back.

Maybe unnecessary if you can quickly chuck em in an outside bin but essential if you live in a flat and would rather not induce wretching bar the brief time when it comes to change the liner.

In his book he said that when he heard the result of the referendum, he walked out of the office and as he walked into Whitehall started wretching violently.

We ink - stained wretches could still more of his kind at the barricades in the battle for what remains of journalism and for the democratic promise that can only be realized when the press and the pressmen speak truth to power.

He reveled in it simply for the sake of intellectual jousting, whether in the center of American Catholicism at Notre Dame or «educating» some ink - stained wretch from Buffalo hammering out a Sunday column.

The dogs often wretch and gag while breathing, become deficient in oxygen and are known to lose consciousness, particularly in heat or after exercise.

The Horde army comes in varying strength so you'll be selecting from a variety of creature types including Wretches, Tickers, Boomers, and even Berserkers.

It places you in the size 20 boots of the Locust Horde, but rather than limited to a few basic Drones, Beast mode opens up the ranks of the Locust Horde and asks you to pay in human blood — with a few drops bagging you a lowly Wretch and pints needed for an Armored Kantus.

The anachronism implies a continuity between the myths of hard - drinking artists from different eras: as if the beer - swilling painters of the Dutch Golden Age, the absinthe - addled wretches of 19th - century Paris, the tough guys of the New York School, liquored - up and rowdy at the Cedar Tavern, and several generations of British artists, stumbling out drunk in the late afternoon from Soho's Colony Room Club, could all be imagined in some timeless bar - room.

In fact, the first of only three Norse accounts of encounters with the natives refers to them as «skraelings» (wretches), and describes matter of factly how strangely they bleed when stabbed.

Daggumed little wretches took every single vine I had from hero to zero in literally a couple of days.