It is sometimes said that most Americans live in “the United States of Amnesia.” Less widely recognized is how many American policy makers live there too.
Minna feels that Lars is a hit-and-run driver. / The hit-and-run driver has suffered at most a dented fender.
I have a longing for life, and I go on living in spite of logic. Though I may not believe in the order of the universe, yet I love the sticky little leaves as they open in spring. I love the blue sky, I love some people, whom one loves you know sometimes without knowing why. I love some great deeds done by men, though I've long ceased perhaps to have faith in them, yet from old habit one's heart prizes them.
Where would we be without our big brother to watch over us, to tell us what to do, to sell us Coca-Cola? Poor little Cuba without America, eh?
If I am a suspect then I am already a traitor, and traitors become prisoners, and prisoners become bodies, and bodies become numbers.
In Portugal the sunshine is often pearly, lambent, tickling, neighbourly. So too, in its own way, is the dark.
Such were the Lord’s wounds... His hands, his feet, his forehead where the crown of thorns pierced his skin & especially the wound on his side from the soldier’s spear---carmine red, very, very bright, a pull on the eyes.
Russians are terrified of change. The belief is that change is never good. You want change, you need change, and you have a revolution—and then it turns out ... so much worse than it was before.
Deep down I must have always known / That this would be inevitable / To earn my stripes I'd have to pay
“Wishing is a pastime for disappointment, nothing more,” Eirik replied. “Take it from one who knows.”
The only things that evolve by themselves in an organization are disorder, friction and malperformance.
"It struck me how short he was, Mr Putin, but I also remember when shaking his hand it was a fist of iron, it was very, very strong,