Harlot Quotes

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if-you-would-not-step-into-harlots-house-do-not-go-by-harlots-door
then-he-asked-the-men-of-that-place-saying-where-is-the-harlot-that-was-openly-by-the-way-side-and-they-said-there-was-no-harlot-in-this-place
every-harlot-was-virgin-once-william-blake
and-they-said-should-he-deal-with-our-sister-as-with-an-harlot
then-went-samson-to-gaza-and-saw-there-an-harlot-and-went-in-unto-her
what-know-ye-not-that-he-which-is-joined-to-an-harlot-is-one-body-for-two-saith-he-shall-be-one-flesh
power-without-responsibility-the-prerogative-of-the-harlot-throughout-the-ages
wherefore-o-harlot-hear-the-word-of-the-lord
dissembling-harlot-thou-art-false-in-all-william-shakespeare
when-judah-saw-her-he-thought-her-to-be-an-harlot-because-she-had-covered-her-face
my-muse-is-ungrateful-harlot-whos-abandoned-me-to-actually-come-up-with-my-own-plots-richelle-mead
yet-they-went-in-unto-her-as-they-go-in-unto-a-woman-that-playeth-the-harlot-so-went-they-in-unto-aholah-and-unto-aholibah-the-lewd-women
likewise-also-was-not-rahab-the-harlot-justified-by-works-when-she-had-received-the-messengers-and-had-sent-them-out-another-way
the-old-harlot-german-philosophy-has-finally-turned-into-church-lady-franz-grillparzer
if-woman-hasnt-got-tiny-streak-harlot-in-her-shes-dry-stick-as-rule-d-h-lawrence
see-how-faithful-city-has-become-harlot-she-once-was-full-justice-righteousness-used-to-dwell-in-her-but-now-murderers-isaiah-121
america-has-abandoned-strong-woman-spirituality-is-shacking-up-with-harlot-materialism-joseph-losey
by-faith-the-harlot-rahab-perished-not-with-them-that-believed-not-when-she-had-received-the-spies-with-peace
a-widow-or-a-divorced-woman-or-profane-or-an-harlot-these-shall-he-not-take-but-he-shall-take-a-virgin-of-his-own-people-to-wife
how-is-the-faithful-city-become-an-harlot-it-was-full-of-judgment-righteousness-lodged-in-it-but-now-murderers
and-aholah-played-the-harlot-when-she-was-mine-and-she-doted-on-her-lovers-on-the-assyrians-her-neighbours
the-maturing-process-becoming-writer-is-akin-to-that-harlot-first-you-do-it-for-love-then-for-few-friends-finally-only-for-money-moliere
and-they-have-cast-lots-for-my-people-and-have-given-a-boy-for-an-harlot-and-sold-a-girl-for-wine-that-they-might-drink
yet-she-multiplied-her-whoredoms-in-calling-to-remembrance-the-days-of-her-youth-wherein-she-had-played-the-harlot-in-the-land-of-egypt
to-hear-japanese-plead-for-free-trade-is-like-hearing-word-love-on-lips-harlot-lane-kirkland
all-because-wanton-lust-harlot-alluring-mistress-sorceries-who-enslaved-nations-by-her-prostitution-peoples-by-her-witchcraft-nahum-34
the-scarf-could-go-on-on-on-on-it-could-be-harlotred-banner-shame-that-wrapped-him-up-kept-him-warm-when-nights-grew-lonely-cold-amy-lane
but-what-is-hope-nothing-but-paint-on-face-existence-least-touch-truth-rubs-it-off-then-we-see-what-hollowcheeked-harlot-we-have-got-hold-george-gordon-byron
though-thou-israel-play-the-harlot-yet-let-not-judah-offend-and-come-not-ye-unto-gilgal-neither-go-ye-up-to-bethaven-nor-swear-the-lord-liveth
scarlet-nights-whisper-cold-as-frost-fire-consuming-hell-power-embracing-death-harlot-seducing-sin-the-breathing-process
dreams-pleasure-burning-off-in-sheets-no-time-to-sedate-this-harlot-must-be-seen-at-once-protrusions-rising-from-skin-underneath-her-gut-are-wearing-wretched
my-mind-thousand-hungry-daughters-my-harlot-heritage-marbles-lost-no-rescue-search-your-heart-blooming-thorns-stolen-grocery-cart-virginia-petrucci
now-jephthah-the-gileadite-was-a-mighty-man-of-valor-and-he-was-the-son-of-an-harlot-and-gilead-begat-jephthah
and-he-returned-to-judah-and-said-i-cannot-find-her-and-also-the-men-of-the-place-said-that-there-was-no-harlot-in-this-place
take-an-harp-go-about-the-city-thou-harlot-that-hast-been-forgotten-make-sweet-melody-sing-many-songs-that-thou-mayest-be-remembered
know-ye-not-that-your-bodies-are-the-members-of-christ-shall-i-then-take-the-members-of-christ-and-make-them-the-members-of-an-harlot-god-forbid
his-tunic-was-unbuttoned-at-top-he-ran-hand-through-his-blueblack-hair-before-he-wordlessly-slumped-against-wall-across-from-me-slid-to-floor-what-do-you-want-i-demanded-a-moment
it-comes-as-no-surprise-to-find-norman-mailer-embracing-in-book-on-god-form-manicheanism-pitting-forces-light-darkness-against-each-other-in-permanent-standoff-with-humanity-as-b
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way? Or is it, that as in essence whiteness is not so much a color as the visible absence of color; and at the same time the concrete of all colors; is it for these reasons that there is such a dumb blankness, full of meaning, in a wide landscape of snows- a colorless, all-color of atheism from which we shrink? And when we consider that other theory of the natural philosophers, that all other earthly hues - every stately or lovely emblazoning - the sweet tinges of sunset skies and woods; yea, and the gilded velvets of butterflies, and the butterfly cheeks of young girls; all these are but subtile deceits, not actually inherent in substances, but only laid on from without; so that all deified Nature absolutely paints like the harlot, whose allurements cover nothing but the charnel-house within; and when we proceed further, and consider that the mystical cosmetic which produces every one of her hues, the great principle of light, for ever remains white or colorless in itself, and if operating without medium upon matter, would touch all objects, even tulips and roses, with its own blank tinge - pondering all this, the palsied universe lies before us a leper; and like wilful travellers in Lapland, who refuse to wear colored and coloring glasses upon their eyes, so the wretched infidel gazes himself blind at the monumental white shroud that wraps all the prospect around him. And of all these things the Albino whale was the symbol. Wonder ye then at the fiery hunt?

Herman Melville
is-it-that-by-its-indefiniteness-it-shadows-forth-heartless-voids-immensities-universe-thus-stabs-us-from-behind-with-thought-annihilation-when-beholding-white-depths-milky-way-o
It is 1839. England is tumbling towards anarchy, with countrywide unrest and riots. The gutter presses are fizzing, fire-bombs flying. The shout on the streets is for revolution. Red evolutionists - visionaries who see life marching inexorably upward, powered from below - denounce the props of an old static society: priestly privilege, wage exploitation, and the workhouses. A million socialists are castigating marriage, capitalism, and the fat, corrupt Established Church. Radical Christians join them, hymn-singing Dissenters who condemn the 'fornicating' Church as a 'harlot, ' in bed with the State. Even science must be purged: for the gutter atheists, material atoms are all that exist, and like the 'social atoms' - people - they are self-organizing. Spirits and souls are a delusion, part of the gentry's cruel deceit to subjugate working people. The science of life - biology - lies ruined, prostituted, turned into a Creationist citadel by the clergy. Britain now stands teetering on the brink of collapse - or so it seems to the gentry, who close ranks to protect their privileges. At this moment, how could an ambitious thirty-year-old gentleman open a secret notebook and, with a devil-may-care sweep, suggest that headless hermaphrodite molluscs were the ancestors of mankind? A squire's son, moreover, Cambridge-trained and once destined for the cloth. A man whose whole family hated the 'fierce & licentious' radical hooligans. The gentleman was Charles Darwin: well heeled, imperturbably Whig, a privately financed world traveller who had spent five years aboard HMS Beagle as a dining companion to the aristocratic captain.

James Moore
it-is-1839-england-is-tumbling-towards-anarchy-with-countrywide-unrest-riots-the-gutter-presses-are-fizzing-firebombs-flying-the-shout-on-streets-is-for-revolution-red-evolutioni
But figure his thought, when Death is now clutching at his own heart-strings, unlooked for, inexorable! Yes, poor Louis, Death has found thee. No palace walls or life-guards, gorgeous tapestries or gilt buckram of stiffest ceremonial could keep him out; but he is here, here at thy very life-breath, and will extinguish it. Thou, whose whole existence hitherto was a chimera and scenic show, at length becomest a reality: sumptuous Versailles bursts asunder, like a dream, into void Immensity; Time is done, and all the scaffolding of Time falls wrecked with hideous clangour round thy soul: the pale Kingdoms yawn open; there must thou enter, naked, all unking'd, and await what is appointed thee! Unhappy man, there as thou turnest, in dull agony, on thy bed of weariness, what a thought is thine! Purgatory and Hell-fire, now all-too possible, in the prospect; in the retrospect, -alas, what thing didst thou do that were not better undone; what mortal didst thou generously help; what sorrow hadst thou mercy on? Do the 'five hundred thousand' ghosts, who sank shamefully on so many battle-fields from Rossbach to Quebec, that thy Harlot might take revenge for an epigram, -crowd round thee in this hour? Thy foul Harem; the curses of mothers, the tears and infamy of daughters? Miserable man! thou 'hast done evil as thou couldst:' thy whole existence seems one hideous abortion and mistake of Nature; the use and meaning of thee not yet known. Wert thou a fabulous Griffin, devouring the works of men; daily dragging virgins to thy cave;-clad also in scales that no spear would pierce: no spear but Death's? A Griffin not fabulous but real! Frightful, O Louis, seem these moments for thee.-We will pry no further into the horrors of a sinner's death-bed.

Thomas Carlyle
but-figure-his-thought-when-death-is-now-clutching-at-his-own-heartstrings-unlooked-for-inexorable-yes-poor-louis-death-has-found-thee-no-palace-walls-lifeguards-gorgeous-tapestr
The central fact of biblical history, the birth of the Messiah, more than any other, presupposes the design of Providence in the selecting and uniting of successive producers, and the real, paramount interest of the biblical narratives is concentrated on the various and wondrous fates, by which are arranged the births and combinations of the 'fathers of God.' But in all this complicated system of means, having determined in the order of historical phenomena the birth of the Messiah, there was no room for love in the proper meaning of the word. Love is, of course, encountered in the Bible, but only as an independent fact and not as an instrument in the process of the genealogy of Christ. The sacred book does not say that Abram took Sarai to wife by force of an ardent love, and in any case Providence must have waited until this love had grown completely cool for the centenarian progenitors to produce a child of faith, not of love. Isaac married Rebekah not for love but in accordance with an earlier formed resolution and the design of his father. Jacob loved Rachel, but this love turned out to be unnecessary for the origin of the Messiah. He was indeed to be born of a son of Jacob - Judah - but the latter was the offspring, not of Rachel but of the unloved wife, Leah. For the production in the given generation of the ancestor of the Messiah, what was necessary was the union of Jacob precisely with Leah; but to attain this union Providence did not awaken in Jacob any powerful passion of love for the future mother of the 'father of God' - Judah. Not infringing the liberty of Jacob's heartfelt feeling, the higher power permitted him to love Rachel, but for his necessary union with Leah it made use of means of quite a different kind: the mercenary cunning of a third person - devoted to his own domestic and economic interests - Laban. Judah himself, for the production of the remote ancestors of the Messiah, besides his legitimate posterity, had in his old age to marry his daughter-in-law Tamar. Seeing that such a union was not at all in the natural order of things, and indeed could not take place under ordinary conditions, that end was attained by means of an extremely strange occurrence very seductive to superficial readers of the Bible. Nor in such an occurrence could there be any talk of love. It was not love which combined the priestly harlot Rahab with the Hebrew stranger; she yielded herself to him at first in the course of her profession, and afterwards the casual bond was strengthened by her faith in the power of the new God and in the desire for his patronage for herself and her family. It was not love which united David's great-grandfather, the aged Boaz, with the youthful Moabitess Ruth, and Solomon was begotten not from genuine, profound love, but only from the casual, sinful caprice of a sovereign who was growing old.

Vladimir S. Soloviev
the-central-fact-biblical-history-birth-messiah-more-than-any-other-presupposes-design-providence-in-selecting-uniting-successive-producers-real-paramount-interest-biblical-narra
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