It is up to you to decide that this has lasted long enough, that our boys are dying to serve read more

It is up to you to decide that this has lasted long enough, that our boys are dying to serve no British interest but for the interests of a small clique of utterly unscrupulous men.

A poem is never finished, only abandoned.

A poem is never finished, only abandoned.

We have good home cooking.

We have good home cooking.

In the way of crop losses, theres some localized areas that had losses, but on a widespread basis, we missed read more

In the way of crop losses, theres some localized areas that had losses, but on a widespread basis, we missed the most significant damage,

In the past, the company had always been the only party that went looking for insurance coverage, and we didn't read more

In the past, the company had always been the only party that went looking for insurance coverage, and we didn't feel like we had any control or say in it, and really we didn't. (Now the) insurance committee will have sole power to bring in representatives of insurance companies to listen to what they have and to make the decision on what insurance coverage is going to be elected by the union and the company.

His proposals just aren't that popular.

His proposals just aren't that popular.

None can less afford to delay than the aged sinner. Now is the time. Now or never. You have, as read more

None can less afford to delay than the aged sinner. Now is the time. Now or never. You have, as it were, one foot already in the grave. Your opportunities will soon be over. Strive, then, I entreat you, to enter in at the strait gate.

Sven-Goran Eriksson is a good man, he should teach him [Michael Owen] to respect everyone. Who is he anyway? Who read more

Sven-Goran Eriksson is a good man, he should teach him [Michael Owen] to respect everyone. Who is he anyway? Who is he?

And the shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves Interlace with low voices and footsteps and sunlight To divide us read more

And the shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves Interlace with low voices and footsteps and sunlight To divide us forever.