We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought, we know our fate is tied to the world around us.
Brave men do not gather by thousands to torture and murder a single individual, so gagged and bound he cannot make even feeble resistance or defense.
If all our happiness is bound up entirely in our personal circumstances it is difficult not to demand of life more than it has to give.
The master of a single trade can support a family.
The master of seven trades cannot support himself. The wind is never for the sailor who knows not to what port he is bound.
Is my dentist not bound by the Geneva Convention?
Friendships are different from all other relationships.
Unlike acquaintanceship, friendship is based on love. Unlike lovers and married couples, it is free of jealousy. Unlike children and parents, it knows neither criticism nor resentment. Friendship has no status in law. Business partnerships are based on a contract. So is marriage. Parents are bound by the law. But friendships are freely entered into, freely given, freely exercised.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
We are so bound together that no man can labor for himself alone.
Each blow he strikes in his own behalf helps to mold the universe.
In the word of no master am I bound to believe.
Sixty minutes of thinking of any kind is bound to lead to confusion and unhappiness.
The function of vice is to keep virtue within reasonable bounds.
Surplus wealth is a sacred trust which its possessor is bound to administer in his lifetime for the good of the community.
Any man who makes a speech more than six times a year is bound to repeat himself, not because he has little to say, but because he wants applause and the old stuff gets it.
We feel bound to the Christian image of humanity - that is what defines us.
Those who do not accept this are in the wrong place here.
I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods.
I would be going until I went over the bounds of reality and was then caught up in a profound wish to be dead without having to go through the shaming defeat of suicide.
If you wish in this world to advance your merits you're bound to enhance;
You must stir it and stump it, and blow your own trumpet, Or, trust me, you haven't a chance.
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it's usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.