Porkchops and bacon, my two favorite animals.
Bear patiently, my heart, for you have suffered heavier things.
No TV and no beer makes Homer something something.
Shoulder-to-shoulder, swing to the work, we must - just two as we are - if we hope to make some headway. The worst cowards, banded together, have their power, but you and I have got the skill to fight their best.
Not vain the weakest, if their force unite.
Why cover the same ground again? ... It goes against my grain to repeat a tale told once, and told so clearly.