Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.

Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.

Thou art a female, Katydid!
I know it by the trill
That quivers through thy piercing notes
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Thou art a female, Katydid!
I know it by the trill
That quivers through thy piercing notes
So petulant and shrill.
I think there is a knot of you
Beneath the hollow tree,
A knot of spinster Katydids,--
Do Katydids drink tea?

It is not often that an opinion is worth expressing, which cannot
take care of itself.

It is not often that an opinion is worth expressing, which cannot
take care of itself.

Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
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Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy lies the heads of all that rule,
His worst of all whose kingdom is a school.
Supreme he sits; before the awful frown
That binds his brows the boldest eye goes down;
Not more submissive Israel heard and saw
At Sinai's foot the Giver of the Law.

Yes, child of suffering, thou may'st well be sure
He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!

Yes, child of suffering, thou may'st well be sure
He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!