Any event largely organized by elementary school teachers was likely to come off extremely well from a logistical and crowd-control standpoint.

That we occasionally violate our own stated moral code does not imply that we are insincere in espousing that code.

Love is like a fever which comes and goes quite independently of the will.

The difference between stupid and intelligent people -- and this is true whether or not they are well-educated -- is that intelligent people can handle subtlety.

After all$$$ hope is a form of planning.

I wonder: If you think of someone you love$$$ do you become a little more like them? I would like to think so.

Now$$$ we are becoming the men we wanted to marry. Once$$$ women were trained to marry a doctor$$$ not be one.

It is the nature of man to rise to greatness if greatness is expected of him.

All war is a symptom of man's failure as a thinking animal.

Hope in gates$$$ hope in spoons$$$ hope in doors$$$ hope in tables$$$ no hope in daintiness and determination. Hope in dates.