I try not to read the Internet because it's mostly just a sea of hatred.
We ran like a herd of wild cattle.
My dead and wounded were nearly as great in number as those still on duty. They literally covered the ground. The blood stood in puddles in some places on the rocks; the ground was soaked with the blood of as brave men as ever fell on the red field of battle.
Rapid change of conditions in all human affairs bring unexpected results.
We are so busy doing the urgent that we don't have time to do the important.
We should let Scripture interpret us more than we interpret Scripture.
Those circumstances, which to the dim eye of Jacob's faith wore a hue so somber, were at that very moment developing and perfecting the events which were to shed around the evening of his life the halo of a glorious and cloudless sunset.
Pink champagne -- that's the kind of life we've both been used to. It might be a little difficult to -- do you like beer?