Where facts are few, experts are many.
The freedom of all is essential to my freedom.
Up ahead, I saw someone, a middle-aged lady in a hippie dress, falter and fall.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
Could you imagine how horrible things would be if we always told others how we felt? Life would be intolerably bearable.
I'd never looked down the barrel of a gun before, but everything you've heard about the experience is true.
Now is the time for all good men to come to.