There is a tragic flaw in our precious Constitution, and I don't know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.
It's the soul's duty to be loyal to its own desires. It must abandon itself to its master passion.
The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
The engine died and then the doors swung open.
Any transition serious enough to alter your definition of self will require not just small adjustments in your way of living and thinking but a full-on metamorphosis.
To lengthen thy life, lessen thy meals.
At the mention of the word mace, the guy looked scared and kind of melted back, though the crowd kept him moving forward.