A Quote by Charles W. Chesnutt

Sins, like chickens, come home to roost. — © Charles W. Chesnutt
Sins, like chickens, come home to roost.
Curses, like chickens, come home to roost.
Evil wishes, like chickens, come home to roost.
Curses are like young chickens, theyalways come home to roost.
Today, the growers are like a punch-drunk old boxer who doesn't know he's past his prime. The times are changing. The political and social environment has changed. The chickens are coming home to roost - and the time to account for past sins is approaching.
Curse away! And let me tell thee, Beausant, a wise proverb The Arabs have,-"Curses are like young chickens, And still come home to roost."
And when the chickens that didn't hatch come home to roost, we will rue the day when, misled by sloppy accounting and rosy scenarios, we gave away the national nest egg.
The chickens are coming home to roost, and you happen to have just moved into the chicken house.
One thing is certain. At some point global investors will lose confidence in our (U.S.) easy dollars and debt-financed prosperity, and then the chickens will come home to roost.
I don't know if this is a true statistic, but I heard somewhere that there are three times as many single women over forty as single men. That's what we got from the women's movement. The chickens have come home to roost.
The stuff we have done overseas is now brought right back into our own front yard! America's chickens are coming home to roost!
We have supported state terrorism against the Palestinians and black South Africans, and now we are indignant because the stuff we have done overseas is now brought right back to our own front yards. America's chickens are coming home to roost.
How come when it's us, it's an abortion, and when it's a chicken, it's an omelette? Are we so much better than chickens all of a sudden? When did this happen; that we passed chickens in goodness? Name six ways we're better than chickens. See, nobody can do it! You know why? 'Cause chickens are decent people.
Since I see technology as being an extension of the human body, it's inevitable that it should come home to roost.
The chickens have come home to roast.
I am the outcast come home to roost and the eggs of tomorrow are incubating in my fame. You hate me, you love me, you made me, and now I am in you. I am like that disease brewing in your loins and I think you like it.
When chickens get to live like chickens, they'll taste like chickens, too.
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