Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
Experience is a good teacher, but she send in terrific bills.
Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die.
People were still cramming down the stairs, and more were squeezing past the turnstiles and down the escalators onto the platforms, but it was clear to me that this wasn't going to have a happy ending.
I'll be more enthusiastic about encouraging thinking outside the box when there's evidence of any thinking going on inside it.
I'd learned my lesson.
More movement, and the sense of bodies being shackled in alongside of me.