I'm painfully aware of my surroundings at all times.
Histhry is a post-mortem examination. It tellsye what a counthry died iv. But I'd like to know what it lived iv.
Trust everybody, but cut the cards.
The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.
No, sir, th' dimmycratic party ain't on speakin' terms with itsilf. Whin ye see two men with white neckties go into a sthreet car an' set in opposite corners while wan mutthers Thraiter an' th' other hisses Miscreent ye can bet they're two dimmycratic leaders thryin' to reunite th' gran' ol' party.
That is, no matther whether th' constitution follows th' flag or not, th' supreme coort follows th' iliction returns.
Stories are meant to comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable.
What were you chanting when you gave me your blood?” “More of my vampire magic. I cast a healing spell to aid the powers of my blood. ” She sniffled, her nose stuffy. “It was better than Vicodin. ” “Vicodin?” “A painkiller from my world. ” “A killer of pain. Did you love him?” The words were growled. A burst of unexpected humor gave her strength. “No. In fact, he was hard to shake. He, uh, stalked me, that kind of thing. I had to pretend he didn’t exist. ” Nicolai kissed her temple and relaxed against her.
JESTER, n. An officer attached to the king's household to amuse the court by ludicrous actions and utterances. . . the king's own conduct and decrees [being] sufficiently ridiculous for the amusement not only of his court but of all mankind.
The Way of Tea lies in studying the ceremony, in understanding the principles, and in grasping the reality of things. These are its three rules.
The idea that God is a worthy recipient of our gratitude for the blessings of life but should not be held accountable for the disasters is a transparently disingenuous innovation of the theologians.