i cannot pretend to be impartial about the colors, i rejoice with the brillant ones, and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns
no real english gentelman , in his secret soul, was ever sorry for the death of a political economist
anytime you are angry that breaks my heart but my heart will never stop to love you ,,,,,sorry for that
when armies are mobilized and issues joined, the man who is sorry over the fact will always win
remembrer, we all stumble, every one of us.that's why it's a comfort to go hand in hand
there's one sad truth in life i've found while journeying east and west the only folks we really wound are those we love the best. we flatter those we scarcely know; we please the fleeting guest, and deal full many a thoughtless blow to those who love us best
more men would be sorry if our wishes were gratified
