The Americans have need of the telephone, but we do not. We have plenty of messenger boys.
O Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet.
Having a holiday weekend without a family member felt like putting on a sweater that had an extra arm.
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.
I use an optimistic, positive approach to deal with my symptoms and it came the hard way, before I learned to laugh with myself a little.