Arm / Poor Dateien / Files Er / He Gefährte / Fellow Leidet / Suffers
Few, save the poor, feel for the poor.
We were eyeball-to-eyeball and the other fellow just blinked.
Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
Great souls suffer in silence.
I had this almost Dickensian look. I was quite fragile.
He suffered from paralysis by analysis.
When the press falls in love, they fall in love hard.
He enters the port with a full sail.
No one has ever suffered from his people as I have.
