It couldn't have happened anywhere but in little old New York.
It ain't the roads we take; it's what's inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.
She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed.
Turn up the lights. I don't want to go home in the dark.
Whenever he saw a dollar in another man's hands he took it as a personal grudge, if he couldn't take it any other way.
My advice to you, if you should ever be in a hold up, is to line up with the cowards and save your bravery for an occasion when it may be of some benefit to you.