One day, when the dervish, who had now become Sultan, was making a royal progress with his court, he perceived the envious man standing in the crowd.
Hugh Elliott, Standing Room Only weblog comments, 06-11-04 Life is pleasant.
John Wayne (1907 - 1979) The worst thing of all is standing by when folks are doing something wrong.
Constantly improve yourself instead of standing still -- not because you're so imperfect now, but because it is gratifying and satisfying.
His parents took it in turns to hold him in their arms and to support him standing up on the ground, restraining him as he tried to climb into the enclosure to get at the bilby.
Paula Poundstone I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies.
Hugh Elliott, Standing Room Only weblog, May 8, 2003 Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.
Hugh Elliott, Standing Room Only weblog, February 16, 2004 Passion makes the world go round.
Not standing up to a bully 20.
So keep standing, keep learning, and keep living.
You are strong Life sometimes seems too hard and difficult to understand but no matter what obstacles are standing in your way right now you have the power to overcome them.
He called to her, and earnestly besought her to come lower down, lest she should by some mishap get a fall; and he added that the meadows lay where he was standing, and that the herbage was most tender.
An aged man was standing at a window.
Standing on a projecting rock he played several tunes, in the hope that the fish, attracted by his melody, would of their own accord dance into his net, which he had placed below.
When the young Prince saw this, his grief at being thus confined burst out afresh, and standing near the lion, he thus spoke: "O you most detestable of animals!
The Wolf, standing at a safe distance, exclaimed: "You have unrighteously taken from me that which was mine.
A rich farmer was one day standing in his yard inspecting his fields and gardens.
The hedgehog, however, was standing by his door with his arms akimbo, enjoying the morning breezes, and slowly trilling a little song to himself, which was neither better nor worse than the songs which hedgehogs are in the habit of singing on a blessed Sunday morning.
But how he did gaze and gape when he came near it, for the tower had legs, and leapt in one bound over the steep hill, and was now standing as an all-powerful giant before him.
The two remained standing full ofastonishment, and watched the dance.
