“It's early on a beautiful winter morning. The house is quiet. The sun is shining. I'm thankful. I'm happy. My cup runneth over. Now there's coffee everywhere.”
“My cup runneth over and I worry about the stain.”
“Listen," I told him. "Don't be so tough so early in the morning. I'm sure you've cut plenty of people's throats. I haven't even had my coffee yet.”
“It's a beautiful day, the sun is shining, I feel good, and no one's gonna stop me now.”
“Sun shines with its light; flowers shine with their beauties and men shine with their goodnesses.”
“This is what Sweden is - quiet people leaning over the newspapers and coffee cups, each one with his own thoughts and destiny.”