My heart is quite calm now. I will go back.
His eyes were dimmed with tears and, looking humbly up to heaven, he wept for the innocence he had lost.
What did it avail to pray when he knew his soul lusted after its own destruction?
I shall write a book some day about the appropriateness of names. Geoffrey Chaucer has a ribald ring, as is proper and correct, and Alexander Pope was inevitably Alexander Pope. Colley Cibber was a silly little man without much elegance and Shelley was very Percy and very Bysshe.
White wine is like electricity. Red wine looks and tastes like a liquified beefsteak.
There is only one thing that makes any one athlete better than another, his heart. We all put our underwear on feet first, so we are all human.