I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in intoxication.
I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower.
The President eats dirt and excrement for his daily meals, likes it and tries to force it on The States.
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear.
A great city is that which has the greatest men and women.
Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.