It is not time for mirth and laughter, the cold, gray dawn of the morning after.
A lot of smart young people have come out of Indiana. The smarter they are, the faster they come out
Mark Twain said (particularly about Pink Marsh): "I have been reading him again, and my admiration overflows all limits. ... How effortless the limning! It is as if the work did itself, without help of the master's hand."
The music teacher came twice a week to bridge the awful gap between Dorothy and Chopin.
After being Turned Down by numerous Publishers, he had decided to write for Posterity.
Nothing is Improbable until it moves into the Past Tense.