A Quote by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures To restless action spurs our fate! Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures, He lays for us the pillows straight.
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Cursed be all those on land and sea who eat their fill, cursed be all those who starve yet raise no hand in protest, cursed be all the bread, the wine, the meat which day by day descends deep in the entrails of the exploited man and turns not into freedom's cry, the murderer's ruthless knife!
So long as this country is cursed with slavery, so too will it be cursed with vampires.
You love what you do, you are cursed with it, and then you get known for being cursed with it.
You love what you do, you are cursed with it, and then you get known for being cursed with it
I think the Republican Party is cursed. And it's cursed itself.
Cursed?" I offered, my voice croaky because of my unshed tears. "It isn't cursed." John said deliberately, rearranging the chain around my neck, "if you're wearing it. It's blessed.
I am blessed or cursed, depending on how you look at it, with an incurably restless spirit and the ability to work hard.
You were a stranger to sorrow: therefore Fate has cursed you.
People in apartheid South Africa can tell you that God cursed black people when they cursed Him. And so the hermetic people were condemned to be drawers of water and of wood.
It is the system, rather than individuals, that is the source of pollution and degradation. My prison-house environment is but another manifestation of the Midas-hand, whose cursed touch turns everything to the brutal service of Mammon.
If you look back at my six-year run in the WWE, I never cursed on TV once, never cursed once.
God, I'm a girl with a cursed fate. I've fallen in love with a boy and I want to be happy.
My mother never cursed at home; my father never cursed at home. My father didn't drink. Even though we were poor, we would say a blessing over the table. So that's who I am.
He who lays up treasures on earth spends his life backing away from his treasures. To him, death is loss. He who lays up treasures in heaven looks forward to eternity; he's moving daily toward his treasures. To him, death is gain. He who spends his life moving toward his treasures has reason to rejoice. Are you despairing or rejoicing?
The man who once cursed his fate, now curses himself - and pays his psychoanalyst.
For every mother who ever cursed God for her child dead in the road, for every father who ever cursed the man who sent him away from the factory with no job, for every child who was ever born to pain and asked why, this is the answer. Our lives are like these things I build. Sometimes they fall down for a reason, sometimes they fall down for no reason at all.
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