And there is even a happiness That makes the heart afraid.

With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread.

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!

Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!

My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread.

Coquetry is the champagne of love.

There's a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon.

Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther.

I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.

I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn.

Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

Don't let your fear of instantaneous sadness cause you a permanent one.

She was not a girl of ice and glass at all, but a girl of sunshine and stardust.

The best move you can make in negotiation is to think of an incentive the other person hasn't even thought of - and then meet it.

Our main battle has always been against Israeli soldiers and Jewish settlers.

Life is generally something that happens elsewhere.

That's where the money is, on the road.

The radios are going to dictate. That's another fight. That's another story there. I wish they just let it be.

Every story of conversion is the story of a blessed defeat.

A beggar through the world am I, From place to place I wander by. Fill up my pilgrim's scrip for me, For Christ's sweet sake and charity.

Give your main clause a little space. Prose is not like boxing; the skilled writer deliberately telegraphs his punch, knowing that the reader wants to take the message directly on the chin.