You don't shoot a dog when it is already dead.
My arms are killing me. I didn't know words could be so heavy.
If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl.
When a person's last response was Saumensch or Saukerl or Arschloch, you knew you had them beaten.
It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.