...his hoofbeats fall like rain, over and over again.
It's terrible when the weak are also cruel for then we are defenseless against them.
A little town is like a lantern. Nothing's hid from sight.
When I was young they used to say people only threw stones at the tree that was loaded with fruit.
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!
no matter how hard and faithfully we may try we can never compensate another for some lack in his or her life.