Perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.

Faith is like porridge. Better with milk and honey.

In a world of smoke and ashes, you are milk and honey

The land of milk and honey, they say it is the land of money.

Any land will flow with milk and honey if it is worked with honest hands!

The vision of milk and honey, it comes and goes. But the odor of cooking goes on forever.

O happy, golden age! Not for that rivers ran With streams of milk, and honey dropped from trees

Jerusalem the Golden, With milk and honey blest, eneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed.

blackmail. The age-old path to the land of milk and honey. The one sure way of being paid for doing nothing.

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.

If others hurl their darts against you, offer them milk and honey in return; if they poison your lives, sweeten their souls.

I said, 'Oh, I know. If the white folks is in Heaven too, then the black angels were in the kitchen, preparing the milk and honey.'

There is no food more satiating than milk and honey; and just as such foods produce disgust for the palate, so perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.

When I was living in Los Angeles, I always booked a moisturizing milk-and-honey massage the day before flying to Spain. It was heaven - I never got dry plane skin or felt stiff from sitting in one position.

Instead of passing blithely over into that Promised Land, flowing almost literally with milk and honey, it may be our destiny to wander a full 40 years or more in the wilderness of doubt and divided sentiments.

Lotus-land as it appears in 'Free Will' is simply a metaphor for an idealized background, a 'land of milk and honey.' It is sometimes also used as a pejorative name for Los Angeles, though that was not in my mind when I wrote it.

Even when I went to America I didn't work for four years. It wasn't like I came to New York and it was the land of milk and honey. It was just as much of a hard graft. But there's a lot more opportunity nowadays across the board for actors, no matter what color you are, with the Internet and small productions.

If the world were a paradise of luxury and ease, a land flowing with milk and honey, where every Jack obtained his Jill at once and without any difficulty, men would either die of boredom or hang themselves; or there would be wars, massacres, and murders; so that in the end mankind would inflict more suffering on itself than it has now to accept at the hands of Nature.

You risked your life, but what else have you ever risked? Have you risked disapproval? Have you ever risked economic security? Have you ever risked a belief? I see nothing particularly courageous about risking one's life. So you lose it, you go to your hero's heaven and everything is milk and honey 'til the end of time. Right? You get your reward and suffer no earthly consequences. That's not courage. Real courage is risking something that might force you to rethink your thoughts and suffer change and stretch consciousness. Real courage is risking one's clichés.

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