I'd never looked down the barrel of a gun before, but everything you've heard about the experience is true.
Maybe they were terrorists!
Keep cool and you command everybody.
If our early lessons of acceptance were as successful as our early lessons of anger, how much happier we would all be.
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.
We all have strength enough to endure the misfortunes of others.
Silent gratitude isn't much use to anyone.