Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist.
At the mention of the word mace, the guy looked scared and kind of melted back, though the crowd kept him moving forward.
Men of genius do not excel in any profession because they labor in it, but they labor in it because they excel.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Good taste is the enemy of comedy.
The first vehicle that screamed past -- an ambulance -- didn't even slow down.
There are several good protections against temptations, but the surest is cowardice.