One of the hardest things in life to accept is a called third strike.
Skepticism, is that anything more than we used to mean when we said, Well, what have we here?
How many things have to happen to you before something occurs to you?
Any eye is an evil eye That looks in on to a mood apart.
But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.
It takes all sorts of in and outdoor schooling To get adapted to my kind of fooling.