A billion here, a billion there, pretty soon it adds up to real money.
There is no nonsense so errant that it cannot be made the creed of the vast majority by adequate governmental action.
All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.
Rest is the sweet sauce of labor.
She got her looks from her father. He's a plastic surgeon.
Peace is when time doesn't matter as it passes by.
Someone went upside my head again.