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| #6541 | | Reader, suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member of
Congress. But I repeat myself.
-- Mark Twain
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| #6542 | | Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
-- William Shakespeare, "Henry IV"
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| #6543 | | Remark of Dr. Baldwin's concerning upstarts: We don't care to eat toadstools
that think they are truffles.
-- Mark Twain, "Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar"
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| #6544 | | Repartee is something we think of twenty-four hours too late.
-- Mark Twain
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| #6545 | | ROMEO: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much.
MERCUTIO: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide
as a church-door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve.
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| #6546 | | Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
-- William Shakespeare, "Julius Caesar"
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| #6547 | | She is not refined. She is not unrefined. She keeps a parrot.
-- Mark Twain
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| #6548 | | Sheriff Chameleotoptor sighed with an air of weary sadness, and then
turned to Doppelgutt and said 'The Senator must really have been on a
bender this time -- he left a party in Cleveland, Ohio, at 11:30 last
night, and they found his car this morning in the smokestack of a British
aircraft carrier in the Formosa Straits.'
-- Grand Panjandrum's Special Award, 1985 Bulwer-Lytton
bad fiction contest.
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| #6549 | | Small things make base men proud.
-- William Shakespeare, "Henry VI"
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| #6550 | | So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage leaf to make an apple pie;
and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street pops its head
into the shop. "What! no soap?" So he died, and she very imprudently
married the barber; and there were present the Picninnies, and the Grand
Panjandrum himself, with the little round button at top, and they all
fell to playing the game of catch as catch can, till the gunpowder ran
out at the heels of their boots.
-- Samuel Foote
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