The definition of eternity is two people and a ham.
And there was that poor sucker Flaubert rolling around on his floor for three days looking for the right word.
Those who have mastered etiquette, who are entirely, impeccably right, would seem to arrive at a point of exquisite dullness.
Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
Flowers are heaven's masterpiece.
They tire of quiet, that have known the storm