Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes in weariness?

The strong must protect the sweet.

A generation of men is like a generation of leaves; the wind scatters some leaves upon the ground, while others the burgeoning wood brings forth - and the season of spring comes on. So of men one generation springs forth and another ceases.

Pffft, English. Who needs that? I'm never going to England.

This year I invested in pumpkins. They've been going up the whole month of October and I got a feeling they're going to peak right around January. Then bang! That's when I'll cash in.

Noble and manly music invigorates the spirit, strengthens the wavering man, and incites him to great and worthy deeds.

Remember that postcard Grandpa sent us from Florida of that Alligator biting that woman's bottom? That's right, we all thought it was hilarious. But, it turns out we were wrong. That alligator was sexually harassing that woman.