Perhaps, after all, America never has been discovered. I myself would say that it had merely been detected.
We need anything politically important rationed out like Pez: small, sweet, and coming out of a funny, plastic head.
Have patience awhile; slanders are not long-lived. Truth is the child of time; erelong she shall appear to vindicate thee.
What you do speaks so loud that I cannot hear what you say.
Sitting in the back of that Hummer, my head in a hood, my hands lashed behind my back, lurching back and forth while the bruises swelled up on my head, terrorism suddenly felt a lot riskier.
For the night was not impartial. No, the night loved some more than others, served some more than others.
I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy!