Source: "Second Fig" from A Few Figs from Thistles (1920)
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 538.
“All love that has not friendship for its base,
Is like a mansion built upon the sand.”
Love
Poetry quotes, New Thought Pastels (1913)
"I've Lived Here Before" (co-written with Liam Ó Maonlaí)
Universal Hall (2003)
“My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.”
What Must We Do To Be Saved? (1880) http://www.gutenberg.org/files/38801/38801-h/38801-h.htm Section XI, "What Do You Propose?"
Context: I have made up my mind that if there is a God, he will be merciful to the merciful.
Upon that rock I stand.
That he will not torture the forgiving.
Upon that rock I stand.
That every man should be true to himself, and that there is no world, no star, in which honesty is a crime.
Upon that rock I stand.
The honest man, the good woman, the happy child, have nothing to fear, either in this world or the world to come.
Upon that rock I stand.
Lays of Sorrow No. 2, opening lines
The Rectory Umbrella
“Any house built on sand - big or small - will not survive the storm.”
Reference to Matthew 7:24-27
Scotland in the World Forum (February 4, 2008), Church of Scotland (May 25, 2009)
Pt. 1: Bimini, Section 1 (the opening two paragraphs of the novel)
Islands in the Stream (1970)
Context: The house was built on the highest part of the narrow tongue of land between the harbor and the open sea. It had lasted through three hurricanes and it was built solid as a ship. It was shaded by tall coconut palms that were bent by the trade wind and on the ocean side you could walk out of the door and down the bluff across the white sand and into the Gulf Stream. The water of the Stream was usually a dark blue when you looked out at it when there was no wind. But when you walked out into it there was just the green light of the water over that floury white sand and you could see the shadow of any big fish a long time before he could ever come in close to the beach.
It was a safe and fine place to bathe in the day but it was no place to swim at night. At night the sharks came in close to the beach, hunting at the edge of the Stream, and from the upper porch of the house on quiet nights you could hear the splashing of the fish they hunted and if you went down to the beach you could see the phosphorescent wakes they made in the water. At night the sharks had no fear and everything else feared them. But in the day they stayed out away from the clear white sand and if they did come in you could see their shadows a long way away.
Trial of Mary Ann Carlile (1821), 1 St. Tr. (N. S.) 1050.
