Sometimes even in most unfortunate of lives there will occur a moment or two of good.
Sometimes words are not enough. There are some circumstances so utterly wretched that I cannot describe them in sentences or paragraphs or even a whole series of books.
Sometimes the things you’ve lost can be found again in unexpected places.
It is not very polite to interrupt a person, of course, but sometimes if the person is very unpleasant you can hardly stop yourself.
Sometimes words are not enough.
Sometimes when someone tells a ridiculous lie, it is best to ignore it entirely.
Arguing with somebody is never pleasant, but sometimes it is useful and necessary to do so.
it is a sad truth in life that when someone has lost a loved one, friends sometimes avoid the person, just when the presence of friends is most needed.
Sometimes, just saying that you hate something, and having someone agree with you, can make you feel better about a terrible situation.
This is an absurd moral, for you and I both know that sometimes not only is it good to lie, it is necessary to lie.
Sometimes, even the best of plans will occur to you when it is too late.