Our patience will achieve more than our force.
It had only one fault. It was kind of lousy.
Deeds, not words shall speak me.
At the mention of the word mace, the guy looked scared and kind of melted back, though the crowd kept him moving forward.
You can learn as much - or more - from one glance at a private space as you can from hours of exposure to a public face.
You could get on a boat there, get away. That fit with the terrorism hypothesis.
I kept talking. "Listen -- this is some kind of misunderstanding.