You're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling?
You still wake up sometimes. You wake up in the dark and hear the screaming of the lambs.
My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.
God is in the tiger as well as in the lamb.
He's a bit disappointed, and justifiably so. Chris is swinging the bat well and I wanted to get (Mike) Lamb in the game. He's swinging the bat well, too.
When I'm on stage, I'm quite over the top - I'm quite flamboyant and camp.
The lion will lay down with the lamb...but every morning they'll have to provide a new lamb. Maybe this world is another planet's hell.
I believe in nonfat. I gain two pounds when I eat a lamb chop.
I looked at the stained-glass image of the lamb in the window above me, but that only reminded me that lambs are famous for being led to slaughter, or sometimes hanging out with lions in ill-advised relationships.
Go into the largest livestock operation, search out the darkest and tiniest stall or pen, single out the filthiest, most forlorn little lamb or pig or calf, and that is one of God's creatures you're looking at, morally indistinguishable from your beloved Fluffy or Frisky.