#lad

More than 54,000 jobs in the region are dependent upon the Port of Philadelphia alone. ↗

— Robert Brady

#dependent #jobs #more #philadelphia #port

Three quarters of the East Coast's refinery capability is located in the Philadelphia region. ↗

— Robert Brady

#coast #east #located #philadelphia #quarters

As a political independent, I would gladly vote for any political party dedicated to limited government and entrepreneurship. ↗

— Arthur C. Brooks

#dedicated #entrepreneurship #gladly #government #i

I'm glad now, at age 66, that I never used alcohol or tobacco... I've buried a lot of friends who used tobacco or alcohol. ↗

— Jerry Falwell

#alcohol #buried #friends #glad #i

Most poets in their youth begin in adolescent sadness. I find it more rewarding to end in gladness. ↗

— James Broughton

#begin #end #find #gladness #i

The passion of hatred is so long lived and so obstinate a malady that the surest sign of death in a sick person is their desire for reconciliation. ↗

— Jean de la Bruyere

#desire #hatred #lived #long #malady

This is not a contest between persons. The humblest citizen in all the land, when clad in the armor of a righteous cause, is stronger than all the hosts of error. I come to you in defense of a cause as holy as the cause of liberty - the cause of humanity. ↗

— William Jennings Bryan

#between #cause #citizen #clad #come

The humblest citizen of all the land, when clad in the armor of a righteous cause, is stronger than all the hosts of error. ↗

— William Jennings Bryan

#cause #citizen #clad #error #hosts

For all their current prestige, Osama bin Laden and the suicide bombers are still regarded in all but the most desperate districts of Gaza or Peshawar as romantics with little chance of more than symbolic victories, however bloody and brutal. That gives both the Middle East and the West a small and distant hope of security. ↗

— James Buchan

#bloody #bombers #both #brutal #chance

Claptrap last week,” Lady D announced. “I think the priest is getting old.” Gareth opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, his grandmother’s cane swung around in a remarkably steady horizontal arc. “Don’t,” she warned, “make a comment beginning with the words, ‘Coming from you…’” “I wouldn’t dream of it,” he demurred. “Of course you would,” she stated. “You wouldn’t be my grandson if you wouldn’t.” She turned to Hyacinth. “Don’t you agree?” To her credit, Hyacinth folded her hands in her lap and said, “Surely there is no right answer to that question.” “Smart girl,” Lady D said approvingly. “I learn from the master.” Lady Danbury beamed. “Insolence aside,” she continued determinedly, gesturing toward Gareth as if he were some sort of zoological specimen, “he really is an exceptional grandson. Couldn’t have asked for more.” Gareth watched with amusement as Hyacinth murmured something that was meant to convey her agreement without actually doing so. “Of course,” Grandmother Danbury added with a dismissive wave of her hand, “he hasn’t much in the way of competition. The rest of them have only three brains to share among them.” Not the most ringing of endorsements, considering that she had twelve living grandchildren. “I’ve heard some animals eat their young,” Gareth murmured, to no one in particular. Hyacinth wrinkled her nose, as she always did when she was thinking hard. It wasn’t a terribly attractive expression, but the alternative was simply not to think, which she didn’t find appealing. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#humor #lady-d #romance #dreams