The result proves the wisdom of the act.
Pure women are only those who have not been asked.
My bark, once struck by the fury of the storm, dreads again to approach the place of danger.
I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.
All things may corrupt when minds are prone to evil.
The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.