I wake up every morning and tell myself, There's nothing I can do about yesterday, yesterday is gone.

Ha! down a burning mount I plunge deep, deep: sure Vulcan's shop is here— Hark, how the anvils thunder round the dens flammivomous!

Goods such as bodily pleasure, or worldly fame and honor, or even human souls themselves are misloved unless loved for the sake of God .

After much deliberation we decided to sign up for satellite TV.