This unfortunate partition of Poland, is costing me ten years of my life. It will make plain the whole unhappy history of that affair. How many times have I refused to agree to it! But disaster after disaster heaped upon us by the Turks; misery, famine, and pestilence at home; no hope of assistance either from France or England, and the prospect of being left isolated and threatened with a war both with Russia and Prussia,---it was all these considerations that finally forced me to accede to that unhappy proposal, which will remain a blot on my whole reign.
The turtle couldn't help us.
He that is fallen cannot helpe him that is downe. [He that is fallen cannot help him that is down.]
People don't help much.
Our little house was way back in the country. We had one house close to us, and hell the next one would've been a mile. If you got sick, you could holler and wouldn't nobody hear you.
No one helped my grandparents when a con man stole our house, or when I needed help paying for a plane ticket to get to college. But my community always had my back.
Sometimes, when you have someone behind the counter who's supposed to assist you and help you out, just being completely bored and uninterested - sometimes it's a little bit frustrating, you know?
How shall we ever know if it's morning if there's no servant to pull up the blinds?
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
It's still touch-and-go and you don't give us a program that helps us go.
Addressing the U.S. Senate on urban development of U.S. cities: