Flattery has to overcome my mistrust, and it does.
Wealth makes the laws that poverty must obey.
No matter how close thought sticks to the actual, it follows its own rules.
Giving out crowns to everyone will not make a nation of kings.
The lazy manage to keep up with the earth's rotation just as well as the industrious.
I seldom remember my father, but I sneeze and rub my nose the way he did. I also love my son with grief and anger, as he did.