It's neither. It's not fatal. But I don't feel as though I did as well as I could.

It's a do or die thing right now. It's my last chance. I really want to do the best I can.

It did not feel like a neighborhood, but a cemetery.

An intellectual snob is someone who can listen to the William Tell Overture and not think of The Lone Ranger.

Man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.

We should not be so detached from reality as to treat an advisory opinion as though it were binding, and binding Palestinian obligations as though they were nonexistent. This is not a recipe for progress, it is a sure recipe for failure.