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work to do.
-- Jerome Klapka Jerome
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A heap of discarded garments by the bed suggested that Verence had mastered
the art of hanging up clothes as practised by half the population of the
world, and that he had equally had difficulty with the complex topological
manoeuvres necessary to turn the socks the right way out.
(Lords and Ladies)
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All most people want is a little more than they'll ever get.
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You need no longer worry about the future. This time tomorrow you'll be dead.
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Modern art is what happens when painters stop looking at girls and persuade
themselves that they have a better idea.
-- John Ciardi
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all they Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
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