There is no friend as loyal as a book.
All our words from loose using have lost their edge.
You did not kill the fish only to keep alive and to sell for food, he thought. You killed him for pride and because you are a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more?
Always stop for the day while you still know what will happen next.
Scott Fitzgerald was mortally afraid of lightning.
Religion is the opium of the poor.