The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.
We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life.
Being disappointed is one thing and being discouraged is something else. I am disappointed but I am not discouraged.
Don't look forward to the day you stop suffering, because when it comes you'll know you're dead.
The world is a funny paper read backwards. And that way it isn't so funny.
Perhaps the most vivid recollection of my youth is that of the local wheelmen, led by my father, stopping at our home to eat pone, sip mint juleps, and flog the field hands. This more than anything cultivated my life-long aversion to bicycles.