I firmly believe that the benevolent Creator designed the republican Form of Government for Man.
As a gineral thing, when a woman wares the britches, she has a good rite tew them.
Crowds without company, and dissipation without pleasure.
They talk as if England were not in Europe.
To the German commander.
Return of the Killer Turnip
The one great poem of New England is her Sunday.
Arthur Miller wouldnt have married me if I had been nothing but a dumb blonde.
Heres some bumper stickers Id like to see:
Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.
Neither irony nor sarcasm is argument.
Let your life be pleasing to the multitude, and it can not be so to yourself.