So Janie waited a bloom time, and a green time and an orange time.
Sweat, sweat, sweat! Work and sweat, cry and sweat, pray and sweat!
I love myself when I am laughing.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
I have known the joy and pain of friendship. I have served and been served. I have made some good enemies for which I am not a bit sorry. I have loved unselfishly, and I have fondled hatred with the red-hot tongs of Hell. That's living.
They bowed down to him rather, because he was all of these things, and then again he was all of these things because the town bowed down.