He taught me how to hunt.

He was a hard worker and expected us to do the same.

We could hear all the commotion in the hollow.

There is nothing beautiful about perfection; those imperfections that you hate so much about yourself are the reason that someone else loves you.

He clearly still harbors a very personal grudge from the December negotiations. And that doesn't augur well for the near future.

Kiss is a Fourth of July fireworks show with a backbeat.