My command, less than ten thousand, had found the battle on the Plank road in retreat, little less than a panic. In a few hours we changed defeat to victory, the broken divisions of the Third Corps rallying in their rear. ↗
There was no indication of panic. The broken files marched back in steady step. The effort was nobly made and failed from the blows that could not be fended. ↗
'I don't need brains,' says the billionaire contemptuously. 'I'm brainy enough myself!' The broker cries out in desperation, 'What, in heaven's name, do you want?' 'Goodness,' is the answer. ↗
I grew up very nice. But after college, my father said you're on you own. So I was dead broke for years. So I know what it's - I lived on 600 dollars a month for six years. I know what it's like to be dead broke. I feel bad for people who are struggling now. ↗
The attacks of which I have been the object have broken the spring of life in me... People don't realize what it feels like to be constantly insulted. ↗