History is more or less bunk.
If you are out to describe the truth, leave elegance to the tailor.
What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight - it's the size of the fight in the dog.
It really doesn't matter if the person who hurt you deserves to be forgiven. Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself. You have things to do and you want to move on.
She got her looks from her father. He's a plastic surgeon.
Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us.
Because we don't think about future generations, they will never forget us.