So loue does raine / In ſtouteſt minds, and maketh monſtrous warre; / He maketh warre, he maketh peace againe, / And yett his peace is but continuall iarre: / O miſerable men, that to him ſubject arre.

Off we go in to the wild blue yonder, Climbing high into the sun...

If the sales department doesn't get organized soon, the CEO is going to rap their knuckles.

Although we did not see the lightning, we did hear the thunder.