guests

We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest, And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who love us best.

People in hotels strike no roots. The French phrase for chronic hotel guests even says so; they are called dwellers sur la branche.

Said of a departing guest: That woman speaks eighteen languages and can't say No in any of them.

Said of a departing guest; in While Rome Burns, That woman speaks eighteen languages and can't say No in any of them.

Hymn for a Household Shepherd of mortals, here behold A little flock, a wayside fold That wait thy presence to be blest - O Man of Nazareth, be our guest.

Behave when away from home as though you were in the presence of an honored guest. Employ the people as though you were assisting at an important sacrifice. Do not do to others what you would not like yourself. Then there will be no feelings of opposition to you, whether it is the affairs of a state that you are handling or the affairs of a family.

My God, my Father, while I stray Far from home, on life's rough way, O teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done." Though dark my path and sad my lot, Let me be still and murmur not; But breathe the prayer divinely taught, "Thy will be done." What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved no longer nigh, Submissive still, would I reply, "Thy will be done." If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize-it ne'er was mine, I only yield Thee what was Thine; "Thy will be done." If but my fainting heart be blest With thy sweet spirit for its guest, My God, to Thee I leave the rest; "Thy will be done." Renew my will from day to day; Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, "Thy will be done."

Now I am not joining in the hue and cry again the dramatist's picturization or against the arts of our time. This theme [evil] often makes very good theater, but what makes good theater does not necessarily make for a good life. I think Macbeth is great, but I am not eager to be the Macbeths' house guest.

Returning to town in the stage-coach, which was filled with Mr. Gilman's guests, we stopped for a minute or two at Kentish Town. A woman asked the coachman, "Are you full inside?" Upon which Lamb put his head through the window and said, "I am quite full inside; that last piece of pudding at Mr. Gilman's did the business for me."

Even today, well-brought-up English girls are taught by their mothers to boil all veggies for at least a month and a half, just in case one of the dinner guests turns up without his teeth.