Getting money from my dad is a finesse job. Luckily, I have finesse coming out of my arse. I barged into his study without knocking, marched across to his desk, and held out my hand. Give me twenty pounds, I snapped. I need twenty pounds. Give it to me. Now! - Sarra Manning
Alas, our technology has marched ahead of our spiritual and social evolution, making us, frankly, a dangerous people. - Steven M. Greer
Ten thousand women marched through the streets shouting, 'We will not be dictated to,' and went off and became stenographers. - G.K. Chesterton