Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.
Cycle trails will abound in Utopia.
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.
The path of social advancement is, and must be, strewn with broken friendships.
This isn't a war," said the artilleryman. "It never was a war, any more than there's war between man and ants.
A time will come when a politician who has willfully made war and promoted international dissension will be as sure of the dock and much surer of the noose than a private homicide. It is not reasonable that those who gamble with men's lives should not stake their own.