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Meg: Wow, Chris, did you lose weight?
Chris: Well, I've been working out all week.
Meg: You look wicked skinny. I'm like, jealous.
Chris: Thanks, Meg. I'm jealous of your mustache.
Meg: [freaked] I don't have a mustache... do I?
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Yet creeds mean very little, Coth answered the dark god, still speaking
almost gently. The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all
possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.
-- James Cabell, "The Silver Stallion"
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All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers ... Each one owes
infinitely more to the human race than to the particular country in
which he was born.
-- Francois Fenelon
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Many a writer seems to think he is never profound except when he can't
understand his own meaning.
-- George D. Prentice
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When I came back to Dublin I was courtmartialed in my abs
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