I tend to get sounds that sound a little bit wrecked.
People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.
A man's errors are his portals of discovery.
I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence. You can see for yourself how many different ways they might be arranged.
When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre. The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns. The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed. Our shouts echoed in the silent street.
Thought is the thought of thought.
Life is too short to read a bad book.
If you are serious about volleyball, the only months to stop playing are those without a vowel.
I was born to enjoy life. And so it is.
Reading put perspective to any challenge I was facing and made me see that extraordinary people usually had extraordinary pain, difficulties or injustices. That's part of why they have the drive and hunger to do good in the world, to make something happen.
In sharing how God is changing our lives, we find the lives of others changed as well.