A little town is like a lantern. Nothing's hid from sight.
It's terrible when the weak are also cruel for then we are defenseless against them.
...his hoofbeats fall like rain, over and over again.
I used to think I had ambition... but now I'm not so sure. It may have been only discontent. They're easily confused.
I've seen public opinion shift like the wind and put out the very fire it lighted.
The difference between ambition and discontent is quite a fine line and sometimes it is hard to tell which is which and which you are feeling!