This just sort of adds insult to injury, in many respects, ... They're trying to get Pascagoula up and running, read more

This just sort of adds insult to injury, in many respects, ... They're trying to get Pascagoula up and running, and then this gets whacked.

We've got a lot of depth. When we go out and execute, we're tough to stop.

We've got a lot of depth. When we go out and execute, we're tough to stop.

We've been hitting a lot better than last year, but we had four errors (Tuesday) and that is what I read more

We've been hitting a lot better than last year, but we had four errors (Tuesday) and that is what I can't stand. We'll make great defensive plays, then make a mistake. We just have to be consistent.

I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream, you got your head in read more

I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream, you got your head in the clouds you're not at all what you seem.

The Conservative Party agenda is now renegotiation on the route to withdrawal from Europe, by contrast with a Labour agenda read more

The Conservative Party agenda is now renegotiation on the route to withdrawal from Europe, by contrast with a Labour agenda for increased trade, prosperity and opportunity across the EU.

The gods of men are sillier than their kings and queens, and emptier and more powerless

The gods of men are sillier than their kings and queens, and emptier and more powerless

So far the distribution is going on well.

So far the distribution is going on well.

Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder read more

Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.