Why, I hold fate Clasped in my fist, and could command the course Of time's eternal motion, hadst thou been One thought more steady than an ebbing sea.
Revenge proves it's own executioner.
Not only does God play dice with the universe, He's using loaded dice.
Who better than an Irishman can understand the Indians, while still being stirred by tales of the US cavalry?
Contentment gives a crown, where fortune hath denied it.
It is easier to get an actor to be a cowboy than to get a cowboy to be an actor.