The car rocked back and forth and tipped uphill.
I lived what most people call the good life. I was happy, but deep inside I always felt that, with the short amount of time we are given to live and love in this world, we spend too much time loving things instead of people.
The world tolerates conceit from those who are successful, but not from anybody else.
Terrorists killed a lot fewer people than bathroom falls and accidental electrocutions.
Be careful that victories do not carry the seed of future defeats.
I ran the wrong kind of business, but I did it with integrity.
O Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet.