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.

Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.

We men are wretched things.

Not vain the weakest, if their force unite.

Sweet sleep fell upon his eyelids, unwakeful, most pleasant, the nearest like death.

Do I know what rhetorical means?

By mutual confidence and mutual aid - great deeds are done, and great discoveries made