He gave you his word. That was it. A handshake was all he needed.

A person's word and a man's handshake ought to mean something. Maybe you're better for not having them in the long run because they not men of their word. We want people who are loyal, stand-up people and men of their word.

The war defined a lot of things. Whatever he saw over there, he appreciated life here, and he appreciated what he had, and took comfort in that.

Charlie gave me his number and said he was there if I needed anything.

The hands of those I meet are dumbly eloquent to me. The touch of some hands is an impertinence. I have met people so empty of joy, that when I clasped their frosty finger-tips, it seemed as if I were shaking hands with a northeast storm. Others there are whose hands have sunbeams in them, so that their grasp warms my heart. It may be only the clinging touch of a child's hand; but there is as much potential sunshine in it for me as there is in a loving glance for others. A hearty handshake or a friendly letter gives me genuine pleasure.

And they gave him audience unto this word, and then lifted up their voices, and said, Away with such a fellow from the earth: for it is not fit that he should live.