Hoi An Quotes

Some people were born just so they could be buried.

Hoi, hoi u embleer hrair! M'saion ule' hraka vair!

This is a battle, boys,' he cried. 'War! You are souls at a critical juncture. Either you will succumb to the will of academic hoi polloi, and the fruit will die on the vine— or you will triumph as individuals.

I come from the sort of family in which, at the age of ten, I was told I must always say hoi polloi, never "the hoi polloi," because hoi meant "the," and two "the's" were redundant -- indeed something only hoi polloi would say.

Sau này tôi đi lập nghiệp phương Nam, mùa thị chín chỉ theo về trong những giấc mơ sầu xứ. Cho nên chiều hôm qua, rổ thị bày bất chợt bên chợ ven đường đã buộc tôi dừng chân, 'ngoái đầu thương dĩ vãng'. Dĩ nhiên tôi đã mua hết rổ thị đó, không ngập ngừng, không trả giá. Bởi tôi không mua một món hàng. Tôi mua kỉ niệm. Từ một bà già đến từ ngoại ô và hẳn trong khu vườn của chủ nhân có một cây thị hiếm hoi ở đất Sài Gòn.

It is a much wiser policy to plant acre after acre of orchids and lead one's life in solitude encompassed by their sheltering stems, than to surround oneself with the hoi-polloi and so court the same pointless misanthropic disgust as befell Timon of Athens.

It is a much wiser policy to plant acre after acre of orchids and lead one's life in solitude encompassed by their sheltering stems, than to surround oneself with the hoi polloi and so court the same pointless misanthropic disgust as befell Timon of Athens. Society is forever holding forth about fairness and justice. If it really believes these to be of such importance, it might do well to kill off a few dozen petty criminals per day, and use their carcasses to fertilize and give life to countless fields of flowers.

And let’s debunk one bit of writer myth while we’re here: Doing a seventeenth revision on a project does not make a writer an artist or move him above the writer hoi polloi any more than dressing entirely in black or wearing tweed jackets with leather elbow patches or big, black drover coats. These are all affectations, and smack of dilettantism. Real writers, and real artists, finish books and move on to the next project.

Đó là lý do tại sao anh thích em. Em có biết hiếm hoi lắm mới có duyên gặp gỡ một cô nàng vừa xinh đẹp vừa có biệt tài tạo ra tính từ như “ mê con nít” không ? Em quá bận rộn là chính em nên em ko hề biết mình độc đáo vô đối thế nào đâu.

Nhưng chúng ta hoàn toàn có thể sống mà không cần gì đến vàng hoặc bạc, nếu vứt bỏ cái quan niệm ngu xuẩn về giá trị của những thứ hiếm hoi. Trong khi đó mẹ thiên nhiên đã cố tình phô bày mọi phước lành vĩ đại nhất của mình như đất đai, không khí và nước ra ngay dưới mũi chúng ta và giấu hết đi những thứ chẳng có ích gì cho chúng ta.

Verander de wereld, begin bij jezelf. De oceaan bestaat uit heel veel druppeltjes water die samen het geheel maken.

Hoi, dit is Tirza. Ik ben er even niet, maar laat maar een leuk bericht achter

hoi polloi.

Morgues remain behind closed doors today, perhaps because those in charge of regulating death believe the hoi polloi would be too interested, and that such an interest is inherently wrong.

Ha ha ha ha! Tee-hee-hee! Mwa-ha mwa-ha! Kee kee kee! Ho ho ho ho! Haw-hee-haw! Heh heh heh heh! Gah guffaw! Hoo hoo hoo hoo! Hoi hoi-eee! Ba ha ha ha! Tsee tsee tsee! Giggle, titter, snicker, crow, laughter makes my 'happy' grow!

Người ta gọi tất cả mọi chuyện có vẻ khó khăn là đáng ca ngợi; điều gì vừa có vẻ tối cần thiết và khó khăn thì được gọi là điều thiện. Và bất cứ điều gì giải thoát khỏi sự phiền muộn tối tăm, điều hiếm hoi và khó khăn, thì họ gọi là linh thánh...

Người ta gọi tất cả mọi chuyện có vẻ khó khăn là đáng ca ngợi; điều gì vừa có vẻ tối cần thiết và khó khăn thì được gọi là điều thiện. Và bất cứ điều gì giải thoát khỏi sự phiền muộn tối thượng, điều hiếm hoi và khó khăn, thì họ gọi là linh thánh...

Nonetheless, as Katharine knew, they were having a splendid time, especially because of their work, but also in good measure because of the “Kitty Hawkers,” whose consistent friendliness and desire to be of help, whose stories and ways of looking at life and expressing their opinions, made an enormous difference. The brothers were now hearing, as they had not before, words like “disremember” for “forget” and such expressions as “I’ll not be seeing you tomorrow,” or smooth water described being “slick calm.” “Hoi toide” was “high tide.

Mummy always said that an obsession with home interiors was tediously bourgeois and, worse still, that any kind of “do-it-yourself” activities were very much the preserve of the hoi polloi. It’s quite frightening to think about the ideas that I may have absorbed from Mummy.

Black guys and white guys who had lived and clung to each other like twin brothers out of the same womb when in combat and the air was thick with flying metallic crap didn’t cease being so when off the gun line, for everyone knew they were there to kill or be killed. However, blacks and whites when on liberty in Saigon did not tend to hang out together, a part of it being a taste in music, and as the black guys said, “ole whitey don’t wanna hear no soul, whitey only digs that bronco redneck hillbilly crap”. So, the black dudes headed for Khanh Hoi, their soulville of the southland and free of “Sylvesters” white dudes, and the white dudes headed for Tu Do on the hunt for booze and “flatbackers”, prostitutes. Therefore, in Saigon there was an unofficial and mutually respected “Mason Line”, a demarcation line between a Black area and a White area. Fact was, when on or off the gun line folk’s personal survival rested on a state of mind and not a skin color.

Ik voel me soms net een laf glaasje cola, uit een fles die te lang heeft opengestaan. (...) Mijn voornemen voor deze reis is om mijn hart te volgen, en mijn missie is mijn prik terug te vinden.

Khi Karl Marx thừa nhận giai cấp vô sản, ông vì thế đã củng cố sự tầm thường của họ. Và cũng chính bởi điều này, chủ nghĩa Stalin có mối liên hệ trực tiếp với chủ nghĩa Marx. Tôi coi trọng Marx, ông là một trong những thiên tài hiếm hoi có trí nhớ mở rộng đến tận thời hỗn mang tiền sử. Và tương tự như vậy, tôi đánh giá cao Dostoyevsky. Tuy vậy, tôi không tán thành chủ nghĩa Marx. Nó quá tầm thường.

As for books, Tom was glad to have Richard Ellmann’s biography of Oscar Wilde as bedtime reading that night. He was enjoying every paragraph. Something about Oscar’s life, reading it, was like a purge, man’s fate encapsulated; a man of goodwill, of talent, whose gifts to human pleasure remained considerable, had been attacked and brought low by the vindictiveness of hoi polloi, who had taken sadistic pleasure in watching Oscar brought low.

Both Jew and Gentile enjoyed complexities, especially the Greeks with their philosophical systems. They loved mental gymnastics and intellectual labyrinths. They believed the truth was knowable, but only to those with elevated minds. This system later became known as gnosticism, a belief that certain people, by virtue of their enhanced reasoning powers, could move beyond the hoi polloi and ascend to the level of enlightenment. At the time of Paul, we can trace at least fifty different philosophies rattling around in the Roman and Greek world. And the gospel came along and said, “None of it matters. We’ll destroy it all. Take all the wisdom of the wise, get the best, get the elite, the most educated, the most capable, the smartest, the most clever, the best at rhetoric, oratory, logic; get all the wise, all the scribes, the legal experts, the great debaters, and they’re all going to be designated fools.” The gospel says they are all foolish. Paul’s quotation of Isaiah 29:14 in verse 19, “I will destroy the wisdom of the wise,” had to be an offensive statement to his audience.

Money depends on the scarcity of what props it up for its value, but isn’t that also an illusion? Rare and precious metals like diamonds are controlled by blood merchants who modulate their flow to keep the value at an acceptable level. And if gold is so rare, how are there enough gold bars to build a home for a family of two in Fort Knox alone? It doesn’t help that all things are constantly devalued. Before Gutenberg made type movable, only the wealthiest could afford books, and a Bible with tooled leather cover, gold-edged pages, and jewel-encrusted bindings was a symbol of not just piety but status, wealth, and taste. Within a few generations, the rabble were able to follow along in the hymnals from the cheap seats, forcing the wealthy to find another symbol to lord over the hoi polloi. ’Twas ever thus. The battle between the rich man and the poor man is fought on many battlefields, not all of them immediately obvious. Today the wealthy dress in sweatsuits and the homeless have iPhones. People with no discernible income buy flawless knockoff watches with one-letter misspellings to thwart copyright. And then wealthy people buy the same “Rulex” so their six-figure real watches won’t get stolen when they are out at dinner.

Nyalamae Un Poar Nyayam Thaanaa? Kaalamae Un Paer Kaayam Thaanaa? Yaaro Yaar Yaaro.. Venpugai Aavaaro.. Poi Pola Yaavum Purandoduthey Hoi.. Nyalamae Un Poar Nyayam Thaanaa? Kaalamae Un Paer Kaayam Thaanaa? Aetho Nenjukkul Aasai Aasaithaanaa Ellamae Manmaelae Maayai Maayaithaana Vaazhvaiyae Vetri Kollavae Yaarundu Sollu.. Naerukku Naeraai Nijam Mothuthey Hoi.. Kaalamae Thee Thaan Thoovalaamo.. Yaavumae Maa Yai Aagalaamo.. Saerththu Ellamae Veen Veenthaanaa.. Paarthathu Ellamae Pogum Pogumthaanaa.. Pookindra Poovellam Vaadiyae Theerum.. Ul Naakku Kooda Kaaigirathey Hoi.. Nyalamae Un Poar Nyayam Thaanaa? Kaalamae Un Paer Kaayam Thaanaa? Yaaro Yaar Yaaro.. Venpugai Aavaaro.. Poi Pola Yaavum Purandoduthey Hoi..

The boarding school memoir or novel is an enduring literary subgenre, from 1950s classics such as The Catcher in the Rye to Curtis Sittenfeld’s Prep. Doust’s recognisably Australian contribution to the genre draws on his own experiences in a West Australian boarding school in this clever, polished, detail-rich debut novel. From the opening pages, the reader is wholly transported into the head of Jack Muir, a sensitive, sharp-eyed boy from small-town WA who is constantly measured (unfavourably) against his goldenboy brother. The distinctive, masterfully inhabited adolescent narrator recalls the narrator in darkly funny coming-of-age memoir Hoi Polloi (Craig Sherborne)—as does the juxtaposition of stark naivety and carefully mined knowingness.’ — Bookseller+Publisher

The single book that has influenced me most is probably the last book in the world that anybody is gonna want to read: Thucydides’ History of the Peloponnesian War. This book is dense, difficult, long, full of blood and guts. It wasn’t written, as Thucydides himself attests at the start, to be easy or fun. But it is loaded with hardcore, timeless truths and the story it tells ought to be required reading for every citizen in a democracy. Thucydides was an Athenian general who was beaten and disgraced in a battle early in the 27-year conflagration that came to be called the Peloponnesian War. He decided to drop out of the fighting and dedicate himself to recording, in all the detail he could manage, this conflict, which, he felt certain, would turn out to be the greatest and most significant war ever fought up to that time. He did just that. Have you heard of Pericles’ Funeral Oration? Thucydides was there for it. He transcribed it. He was there for the debates in the Athenian assembly over the treatment of the island of Melos, the famous Melian Dialogue. If he wasn’t there for the defeat of the Athenian fleet at Syracuse or the betrayal of Athens by Alcibiades, he knew people who were there and he went to extremes to record what they told him.Thucydides, like all the Greeks of his era, was unencumbered by Christian theology, or Marxist dogma, or Freudian psychology, or any of the other “isms” that attempt to convince us that man is basically good, or perhaps perfectible. He saw things as they were, in my opinion. It’s a dark vision but tremendously bracing and empowering because it’s true. On the island of Corcyra, a great naval power in its day, one faction of citizens trapped their neighbors and fellow Corcyreans in a temple. They slaughtered the prisoners’ children outside before their eyes and when the captives gave themselves up based on pledges of clemency and oaths sworn before the gods, the captors massacred them as well. This was not a war of nation versus nation, this was brother against brother in the most civilized cities on earth. To read Thucydides is to see our own world in microcosm. It’s the study of how democracies destroy themselves by breaking down into warring factions, the Few versus the Many. Hoi polloi in Greek means “the many.” Oligoi means “the few.” I can’t recommend Thucydides for fun, but if you want to expose yourself to a towering intellect writing on the deepest stuff imaginable, give it a try.

You said Lua had three things: ho‘omau, nalu, and—” “Ho‘i hou. Pursuit of knowledge through study of the past and reflection on the present and future. Lua requires you to examine yourself, your place in the world, the reasons things happen, and the harmony among all things. Balance—

Extreme religious and quasi-religious beliefs and practices, Christian and New Age and otherwise, didn’t subside but grew and thrived—and came to seem unexceptional. Relativism, the idea that nothing is any more correct or true than anything else, became entrenched in academia—tenured, you could say. But it was by no means limited to the ivory tower. The intellectuals’ new outlook was as much a symptom as a cause of the smog of subjectivity that now hung thick over the whole American mindscape. After the 1960s, truth was relative, and criticizing became equal to victimizing, and individual liberty absolute, and everyone was permitted to believe or disbelieve whatever they wished. The distinction between opinion and fact was crumbling on many fronts. As the conservative elite positioned itself as the defenders of rigor against the onslaught of relativism, its members preferred to ignore the unwashed masses on their side, the reactionary hoi polloi activated by America’s extreme new believe-whatever-you-want MO. Anti-Establishment relativism had erupted on the left, but it gave license to everyone—in particular, to the far right and in the Christian fever swamps.

A chubby vole sat as guardian between the two sections, making sure the hoi polloi didn't get any ideas above their station. His name was Harold, and the most important thing he had learned in his life, as far as he was concerned, was that it was entirely possible to sleep with one's eyes open, or at least open enough to deceive passersby, if one was willing to put in a bit of practice. True, it wasn't as good as a full-on nap, but any degree of slumber was better than waking. As far as Harold was concerned, the biter part of existence lay in those little moments of oblivion that preceded the last.

Đối với thiên hạ, thì đời một người như em, đương ở chốn yên lành mà vào nơi chông gai, chỉ có đoạn ấy là đáng nói thôi. Tại sao con nhà tử tế hẳn hoi, con nhà quý phái nữa, mà rồi đến nỗi... trụy lạc, ấy người đời chỉ cần biết rõ những nguyên nhân ấy... Chứ một quyển sách tả một đời trụy lạc, kể từ lúc trụy lạc trở đi, thế thôi, thiết tưởng lại chẳng có ích gì cho đời.

We have a COVENANT with WOTAN and it is the Sacred Grudge-Chore of the SubGenius to SMITE The Conspirators and Their slavish Dupes: the Mediocretins, the stupid Pink Boys, the “Hoi Polloi,” Them, the Normals, the Somnabulacs, the Great Unwashed-In-The-Baptism-Of-The-Pee-Of-“Bob,” the malignant ones who breathe down our necks and abuse their territorial urges without ever dreaming that they’re doing it, Assouls, Cage Men, Infidels, Sames, Anthropophobiacs, Conformers, Timeservers, Mole People, Proleterrorists, Philistines, Pharisees, Witch-burners, the ones who have tried to maim our self-respect down through the centuries by making SLACK and antipredictability TABOO, the Thankers and Wankers, Heilers and Smilers, Sloths and Moths, Cons and Johns, Drivellers and Snivellers, Weepers and Sleepers; CreditHeads, Cliants, Kens and Barbies, Errorists, Yes-Buts, Ordinaryans and Lick Spittles, Corpulators, Signifying Monkeys, UnderAlls, the Slackless Ones…in short, the Remnants of Man: those very False Prophets who have been holding us back and forcing Time Addiction on Themselves…and…others…

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Paved alleyway, close on all sides, the old quarter. The men at Bia hoi She just watched her go, sullen, red-eyed. The heat beating down, worse than unusual, night but still unbearable, air thick. Tempers onedge, the aftermath of a Chinese crackdown the week before. A prism grenade thrown into a high-end restaurant popular with the Chinese military; two dead officers, two dead waiters, a dozen were injured. Not the most notable of attacks, except one of the dead officers was a general. So there were raids and arrests and bodies turning up, young men and young women, tortured and aired out and worse. Everyone was an informant, everyone Viet Minh, no one able to talk or trust. She lurch-stepped down the alley. The thirty-six streets they called it.

Ya hoi! Ya harri hoi!

this is battle, boys," he cried. "war! you are souls at a critical juncture. either you will succumb to the will of academic hoi polloi, and the fruit will die on the vine or you will triumph as individuals. have no fear, you will learn what this school wants you to learn in my class; however, if i do my job properly, you will also learn a great deal more. for example, you will learn to savor language and words because no matter what anyone tells you, words and ideas have the power to change the world.

 I used to have picnics on Wimbledon Common and I never knew this place for anything else but strawberries and cream, tennis and Rachel Nickell’s murder! Now Wimbledon in my mind is tied with mysterious sexy intrigue, not just fruit, police honey traps and a wrongly accused killer! I shall visit the Village for coffee. Please say hi if you spot paparazzi moi with my cam. Allergies disclaimer: I would like to stress that this book is not exactly for the unwashed masses: I delayed showering after the last switch. I’ve created a Pavlovian response: he must associate its floral sweetness with sexual fulfilment. Adam has a “Pavlovian” reaction to Elena’s BO? Bribes her with cake to lessen the wrath when asking Elena to wash?   He frowns, seeing that I’m silent and trembling. My perfume was weak; hers much stronger. I say, my temper flaring. Now, ladies and gentlemen, the usual hoi polloi quality potential chattel chatting up yours truly in Sarf London would probably assume that a big phat slice of Marks & Spencer’s Strawberry Pavlova will get them into the lady’s knickers. Nope, she’s allergic to stupid.. A merengue dessert will hardly cause a rash but a moron makes her skin crawl. This is a cleverly written book. So some of you, keen aspiring readers, please have your Oxford fictionary handy! Just saying! In words of our hero: *‘Bloody pricey,’ Adam adds. ‘But God, it is a nice smell. Don’t you like it?’ [...] then squirts onto my wrist playfully.

Bia Hoi One of the great pleasures of travelling in Vietnam, bia hoi – fresh draught beer – is brewed daily, without additives or preservatives, to be drunk within hours. Incredibly cheap and widely available, bia hoi is said to have been introduced to Hanoi by Czech brewers over 40 years ago. Every town has a bia hoi place, often with a street terrace, offering a very local experience. Park (or attempt to park) your rear on one of the tiny plastic stools and get stuck in. Snacks to eat are often sold too.

Hoi! Cowok ganteng, high quality, dan masih nganggur tuh ga ada zaman sekarang, kalau bukan homo, pasti dia sudah punya monyet. Kamu selalu bilang 'kan kalau mau dapat bagus, ya harus merebut!

Hoi, hoi u embleer Hrair, M'saion ulé hraka vair."*

The suggestion therefore is that, simply because of their unique status as God's children, their conduct should be exceptional. However, and this is the second point, very frequently Paul says that an exemplary demeanor is required for the sake of the Christian witness toward outsiders. It is true, of course, that Paul often portrays non-members of the community in rather negative terms. I have already referred to some of the expressions he uses in this regard. Other terms include “unrighteous,” “nonbelievers,” and “those…who obey wickedness.” And yet, it is not words like these, or others such as “adversaries” or “sinners,” which become technical terms for non-Christians. There are, says van Swigchem, really only two such technical terms in the Pauline letters: hoi loipoi (“the others”) and hoi exo (“outsiders”). Both of these carry a milder connotation than some of the other more emotive expressions Paul sporadically uses (1955:57-59, 72)10 and are remarkably free from condemnation.

Around 1900, according to music writer Alex Ross, classical audiences were no longer allowed to shout, eat, and chat during a performance.2 One was expected to sit immobile and listen with rapt attention. Ross hints that this was a way of keeping the hoi polloi out of the new symphony halls and opera houses.

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Anapana means breath and sati means mindfulness. Tang Hoi translated it as “Guarding the Mind.” The Anapanasati Sutra, that is, is the sutra on using one’s breath to maintain mindfulness.

A football is not pigskin. It’s made of cowhide. A baseball is not horsehide. It’s also made of cowhide. When Juliet asks, “Wherefore art thou, Romeo?”, she’s not asking where he is, but rather, in the meaning of the time, why he is doing what he’s doing. Bone china actually does contain bone. Calcified animal-bone ash adds to the durability of the product. Henry Ford is thought to be the innovator of mass production, but just before 1800, Eli Whitney, of cotton gin fame, found a way to manufacture muskets by machine, producing interchangeable parts. Bix Beiderbecke, the renowned jazz musician, did not play the trumpet. His instrument was the cornet. Lucrezia Borgia was not the wicked murderess she is reputed to have been. Her major fault, according to Bergen Evans, was “an insipid, almost bovine, good nature.” Contrary to much popular usage, hoi polloi does not refer to the elite; rather, it means the common people. Natural gas, the kind used for heating and cooking in the home, is odorless. Odiferous additives are put in to give the gas a recognizable smell as a measure to alert people to gas leaks. Muhammad Ali did not win the heavyweight gold medal at the 1960 Rome Olympics. His gold in 1960 was in the light heavyweight category. The heavyweight gold went to Franco De Piccoli of Italy. Sacrilegious means violating or profaning anything sacred. In spite of its frequent mispronunciation, the word is not related to religion or religious.

Có những khoảng khắc trong đời khi một cánh cửa mở ra và khi cuộc sống của bạn trượt trong ánh sáng. Những khoảng khắc hiếm hoi khi điều gì đó bật chốt bên trong bạn. Bạn bồng bềnh trong trạng thái phi trọng lượng, bạn lái xe trên một tuyến xa lộ không hề có ra đa. Những lựa chọn trở nên rõ ràng, những câu trả lời thế chỗ những câu hỏi, nỗi sợ nhường chỗ cho tình yêu. Cần biết đến những khoảnh khắc ấy. Chúng hiếm khi kéo dài.

hoi polloi.

He who adores the perfect and unchangeable and scorns the corruptible and ignoble will prefer the noble gases, by far, to all other elements. For they never vary, never waver, never pander to other elements like hoi polloi offering cheap wares in the marketplace. They are incorruptible and ideal.

The church is called 'the pillar and ground of the truth' (1 Tim. 3:15) not because she supports and gives authority to the truth (since the truth is rather the foundation upon which the church is built, Eph. 2:20), but because it stands before the church as a pillar and makes itself conspicuous to all. Therefore it is called a pillar, not in an architectural sense (as pillars are used for the support of buildings), but in a forensic and political sense (as the edicts of the emperor and the decrees and laws of the magistrates were usually posted against pillars before the court houses and praetoria and before the gates of the basilica so that all might be informed of them, as noted by Pliny, Natural History, lib. 6, c. 28+ and Josephus,? AJ 1.70–71 [Loeb, 4:32–33]). So the church is the pillar of the truth both by reason of promulgating and making it known (because she is bound to promulgate the law of God, and heavenly truth is attached to it so that it may become known to all) and by reason of guarding it. For she ought not only to set it forth, but also to vindicate and defend it. Therefore she is called not only a pillar, but also a stay by which the truth when known may be vindicated and preserved pure and entire against all corruptions. But she is not called a foundation, in the sense of giving to the truth itself its own substructure and firmness. (2) Whatever is called the pillar and stay of the truth is not therefore infallible; for so the ancients called those who, either in the splendor of their doctrine or in the holiness of their lives or in unshaken constancy, excelled others and confirmed the doctrines of the gospel and the Christian faith by precept and example; as Eusebius says the believers in Lyons call Attalus the Martyr (Ecclesiastical History 5.1 [FC 19:276]); Basil distinguishes the orthodox bishops who opposed the Arian heresy by this name (hoi styloi kai to hedraiōma tēs alētheias, Letter 243 [70] [FC 28:188; PG 32.908]); and Gregory Nazianzus so calls Athanasius. In the same sense, judges in a pure and uncorrupted republic are called the pillars and stays of the laws. (3) This passage teaches the duty of the church, but not its infallible prerogative (i.e., what she is bound to do in the promulgation and defending of the truth against the corruptions of its enemies, but not what she can always do). In Mal. 2:7, the 'priest’s lips' are said to 'keep knowledge' because he is bound to do it (although he does not always do it as v. 8 shows). (4) Whatever is here ascribed to the church belongs to the particular church at Ephesus to which, however, the papists are not willing to give the prerogative of infallibility. Again, it treats of the collective church of believers in which Timothy was to labor and exercise his ministry, not as the church representative of the pastors, much less of the pope (in whom alone they think infallibility resides). (5) Paul alludes here both to the use of pillars in the temples of the Gentiles (to which were attached either images of the gods or the laws and moral precepts; yea, even oracles, as Pausanius and Athenaeus testify) that he may oppose these pillars of falsehood and error (on which nothing but fictions and the images of false gods were exhibited) to that mystical pillar of truth on which the true image of the invisible God is set forth (Col. 1:15) and the heavenly oracles of God made to appear; and to that remarkable pillar which Solomon caused to be erected in the temple (2 Ch. 6:13; 2 K. 11:14; 23:3) which kings ascended like a scaffold as often as they either addressed the people or performed any solemn service, and was therefore called by the Jews the 'royal pillar.' Thus truth sits like a queen upon the church; not that she may derive her authority from it (as Solomon did not get his from that pillar), but that on her, truth may be set forth and preserved.

Men must also lead in training their children in the faith. God has commanded parents to teach God’s Word to their children—“these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise” (Deuteronomy 6:6-7). Paul echoes this when he writes, “Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger, but bring them up in the discipline and instruction of the Lord” (Ephesians 6:4). Notice the instruction is specifically to “fathers” [οἱ πατέρες, hoi pateres].247 Though children are to obey both “parents,” honoring both father and mother (the Fifth Commandment), fathers have a special responsibility to raise children in the Christian faith (Ephesians 6:1-

The inhabitants of this realm are not basically good and well-meaning hoi polloi; they are the crème de la crème among the social and cultural elites. This will become an important issue as we proceed.

To read Thucydides is to see our own world in microcosm. It’s the study of how democracies destroy themselves by breaking down into warring factions, the Few versus the Many. Hoi polloi in Greek means “the many.” Oligoi means “the few.

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Trong tiếng Tây Ban Nha có một từ mà tôi không tìm ra từ tương ứng trong tiếng Anh. Đó là động từ vacilar, hiện tại phân từ là vacilando. Nó hoàn toàn không có nghĩa là lắc lư, vacillating. Khi ai đó đang vacilando thi có nghĩa là người đó đang đi đâu đấy nhưng không quan tâm lắm đến việc mình có đến được nơi nào đó hay không, mặc dù cũng có hướng đi hẳn hoi.

Một Chỗ Khủng Khiếp. Câu chuyện xảy ra tại một nhà giam bên Liên Xô. Một cựu tù nhân, bà Arsenjeff, thuật lại một kinh nghiệm mắt thấy tai nghe diễn ra tại đó, nơi bà gọi là "Một chỗ khủng khiếp" như sau: Một buổi chiều kia, một cô gái trẻ cùng bị giam với chúng tôi kề miệng vào tai tôi khẽ nói: chị biết mai là ngày gì không? Rồi không đợi tôi trả lời, cô ta nói tiếp: "Mai là ngày lễ Phục Sinh". Nghe thế, tôi tự hỏi: "Lễ Phục Sinh đã đến rồi sao, lễ của niềm vui và hy vọng? Nhưng trong tù, niềm vui của chúng tôi đã héo úa và khô cằn. Còn niềm hy vọng?...". Tôi đi lại trong phòng và không dám suy nghĩ tiếp. Bỗng một tiếng reo vang nổi lên phá tan bầu không khí nặng nề: "Ðức Kitô đã sống lại thật". Quá sức sửng sốt, các nhân viên trở nên bất động như những tượng gỗ. Có lẽ trong tâm trí, họ giận dữ lên án một diễn tiến không bao giờ xảy ra tại đây. Sau một lúc yên lặng, tôi nghe tiếng giày nặng nề tiến đến gần phòng giam của chúng tôi. Rồi cửa phòng được mở tung. Hai nhân viên giận dữ hỏi ai đã xướng câu mê tín dị đoan và hùng hổ túm lấy cô gái, lôi cô ta sền sệt ra khỏi phòng. Một tuần lễ sau, cô ta được thả về phòng giam, mặt cô ta xanh xao, người gầy đi thấy rõ. Qua tuần lễ Phục Sinh, người ta đã biệt giam cô vào một phòng không có lò sưởi, để cái lạnh thấu xương và cơn đói hành hạ thân thể một con người họ cho là cuồng tín. Sau khi nằm yên tại một góc phòng hồi lâu, cô ta vẫy tay gọi tôi lại thều thào: "Dù sao tôi cũng đã tuyên xưng niềm tin vào sự Phục Sinh trong trại giam. Những cái khác không quan trọng gì cho lắm". Nói xong cô cố gắng mỉm cười và tôi thấy ánh mắt cô vẫn lóe sáng lên như dạo nào. Ðược dịp tuyên xưng niềm tin Phục Sinh cách đặc biệt như cô gái trên thật hiếm hoi. Nhưng mẫu gương can đảm của cô phải nhắc nhở chúng ta cố gắng thực thi lời nguyện chúng ta luôn cùng nhau xướng lên sau những lời truyền phép: "Chúng con loan truyền việc Chúa chịu chết và tuyên xưng việc Chúa sống lại, cho đến khi Chúa lại đến". Tuyên xưng việc Chúa sống lại bằng cách hiểu rõ ý nghĩa và giá trị của sự chết, của những đau khổ, của những vấn đề khó khăn. Cuộc sống của chúng ta không chỉ đóng khung và chấm cùng tại đó. Nhưng người mang niềm tin Phục Sinh phải chiến đấu để vượt qua, để lướt thắng những khó khăn, hạn chế những đau khổ, những sự dữ, những tội lỗi, để phát huy cuộc sống mới của những tạo vật được tái sinh nhờ cái chết và sự Phục Sinh của Chúa Kitô.

The Provider Several crows were lined up along the ridge of a quite ordinary house. 'These ridge poles are a good idea,' said a young one. 'Who dreamed it up?' 'This place of rest is a fortuitous gift from the moon,' said a raven who was mixing with the hoi polloi today. 'The moon is a relative of the roc, a distant cousin of mine. Believe me,' he said, stretching his wings out to their full advantage and pushing the crows at the end off balance, so several leaped into the wind and cried, 'caw' . . . 'it depends on your original stock. I've got a piece of the roc.' The moon rose spectral and drained, a gossamer imprint of her nighttime self, a reminder of crystal fracture, the load of swinging primitive stones, the ancient hairy arms with slingshots. A sudden explosion and the sky was defined with flapping and cawing. 'What was that?' cried the young one who was addicted to awe. 'Who knows?' replied the raven. 'Often the moon demands a sacrifice. As a close relative, it is now my duty to go and eat the meat. For it is said, nothing is wasted; nothing is without purpose.' And the raven rose and flew toward the hunters.

Ai cũng nghĩ rằng mình ít nhất cũng có một trong những phẩm hạnh cơ bản, và đây là phẩm hạnh của tôi: tôi là một trong số những người trung thực hiếm hoi mà tôi được biết từ trước đến nay

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The tent where the beer was sold was slushy with black mud. Country people stood sturdily about, some bursting with glee like ripe, rosy apples, others grim, lined and dour like cadaverous cheeses, glistening in the lamplight. The soft greyness outside faintly pricked with stars and seemingly transparent to all eternity had suddenly turned to inky blackness enclosing them tightly in a little glittering cave. All seemed aware of each other's perspiring faces and eager to communicate either good cheer or gloom; or held proudly apart with shining eye-balls and a flashing ring displayed on brown fingers curved round the smooth column of a glass. A man in corduroy trousers and a thick jacket, tilted his battered felt to the back of his head and bravely began to sing above the hurdy-gurdy din.