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-- Salvor Hardin
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Porsche: there simply is no substitute.
-- Risky Business
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All who joy would win Must share it --
Happiness was born a twin.
-- Lord Byron
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The Ramkins were more highly bred than a hilltop bakery, whereas Corporal
Nobbs had been disqualified from the human race for shoving.
(Men at Arms)
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finlandia:~> apropos win
win: nothing appropriate.
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Now that you've read Fortune's diet truths, you'll be prepared the next
time some housewife or boutique-owner-turned-diet-expert appears on TV
to plug her latest book. And, if you still feel a twinge of guilt for
eating coffee cake while listening to her exhortations, ask yourself
the following questions:
(1) Do I dare trust a person who actually considers alfalfa sprouts a
food?
(2) Was the author's sole motive in writing this book to get rich
exploiting t