Great sorrows have no leisure to complain: Least ills vent forth, great griefs within remain.

My rage is not malicious; like a spark Of fire by steel inforced out of a flint It is no sooner kindled, but extinct.

The sweetest cordial we receive at last, Is conscience of our virtuous actions past.

Light is all a flower longs for, even when surrounded with priceless jewels.

Nothing is so admirable in politics as a short memory.

Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.

The fans and supporters are also part of the Olympic family.

When we think of his lone effort to live and its bleak reward, the mind turns to the myth "for His mercy endureth forever," with confiding revulsion.

We know that the governments in most of the successor states formed after the collapse of the Soviet Union are replaced through a process of regular elections.

For the journalist, anything probable is gospel truth.

Troops of furies march in the drunkard's triumph.

I want to get people to connect to the outdoors.

I have the rare privilege of talking to my dad every night at 10 p.m. and hearing about what he did that day.